Luyện nghe bài hát Goldie

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

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

2]
Yes, I'm the shit, tell me do it
It good waking up to money in the bank
Three bitches, cocaine on the sink
And I'm so 'bout it it, I might roll up in a tank
Cause my chain came Cuba, got a lock up on the link
And them red bottom loafers just to compliment the
chink, rolling up that dank, blowing on that stank
What you mean? Tell me what you drink, I'm on kissing pink
You could call me Billy Gates, got a in every state
Man on the moon, got a condo out in
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, rolled up on her
In a six, told her suck the dick, her tits
I'm the shit, niggas mad cause I'm puffing Zig Zags
Tell 'em quit the riff raff bitching with your ass