Luyện nghe bài hát Goldie

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

1]
Let's take it to the basics, you in the midst of
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 when you taste it
A 40 ounce to it, that's just an understatement
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 anus
So tell me your name is, I'mma tell it to my stainless
You aim it for you bang it let that leave you brainless
It's just me, myself and I and mothafuckas 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, tell me do it
It feel good up to money in the bank
Three model bitches, on the sink
And I'm so 'bout it 'bout it, I roll up in a tank
my chain came from Cuba, got a lock up on the link
And them red loafers just to compliment the mink
Eyes chink, rolling up that dank, on that stank
What you mean? Tell me what you drink, I'm on kissing pink
You could call me Billy Gates, got a crib in state
Man on the moon, got a out in space
up your legs, tell me how it taste
And them talking shit so tell 'em, "Tell it to my face"
that bitch, hop up on my dick, rolled up on her quick
In a six, told her the dick, motorboat her tits
I'm the shit, niggas mad cause I'm smooth Zig Zags
Tell 'em quit the riff raff bitching your bitch ass