Luyện nghe bài hát Goldie

I said it must be cause a got dough
swag and a mouth full of gold
Hoes at my shows they be off they clothes
And college girls write a nigga name on they toes
Niggas talk shit 'til get lockjaw
to ya dome 'til ya get glockjaw
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 midst of
My Martin was a Maison, rocked with no laces
Cristal go by the cases, wait up that was racist
I would prefer the Aces, ain't no different you taste it
A 40 ounce to chase it, that's an understatement
I'm early to the but my 'Rari is the latest
it seems girls in they late teens
Remind me your favorite cause they naked cause you famous
Life's a mothafucka, ain't it? These other rappers
So tell me what name is, I'mma tell it to my stainless
You aim it for you bang it let that leave you brainless
It's me, myself and I and mothafuckas that I came with
Miscellaneous, niggas hate on me
Until I tell 'em to they face ain't no G
Low key, mad cause I'm smooth puffing Zig Zags
'em quit the riff raff bitching with your bitch ass

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