Luyện nghe bài hát Goldie

I said it must be cause a nigga got
Extraordinary swag and a full of gold
at my shows they be stripping off they clothes
And them college write a nigga name on they toes
talk shit 'til they get lockjaw
Chrome to ya dome 'til ya get
Party a cowboy or a rockstar
Everybody play the tough guy shit pop off

1]
Let's take it to the basics, you in the of greatness
My Martin was a Maison, Margiela with no laces
Cristal go by the cases, wait up that was racist
I would prefer the Aces, ain't no when you taste it
A 40 ounce to chase it, that's an understatement
I'm early to the party but my 'Rari is the
Somehow it girls in they late teens
Remind me your jeans cause they naked cause you famous
a mothafucka, ain't it? These other rappers anus
So tell me what your is, I'mma tell it to my stainless
You aim it for you it let that banger leave you brainless
It's just me, myself and I and mothafuckas that I came
Miscellaneous, niggas hate on me
Until I tell 'em to they face they no G
Low key, niggas mad I'm smooth puffing Zig Zags
Tell 'em quit the riff raff bitching with bitch ass

2]
Yes, I'm the shit, tell me do it
It feel good waking up to money in the
Three model bitches, on the sink
And I'm so 'bout it 'bout it, I might up in a tank
Cause my came from Cuba, got a lock up on the link
And them red bottom loafers to compliment the mink
Eyes chink, up that dank, blowing on that stank
What you Tell me what you drink, I'm on that kissing pink
You could call me Billy Gates, got a crib in every
Man on the moon, got a out in space
Open up legs, tell me how it taste
And them niggas talking shit so 'em, "Tell it to my face"
Tell that bitch, hop up on my dick, up on her quick
In a six, told her suck the dick, motorboat her
I'm the shit, niggas mad cause I'm smooth Zig Zags
Tell 'em quit the riff raff bitching your bitch ass