Luyện nghe bài hát Gossip

What's all the ting?
Niggas know my style, I'm a boss in ting
Get your facts right, act right, act like
Big Fekky buss my ting
I get money, yeah, you know that,
Flashy and fly, yeah, you my ting
And these wanna hate on the ting
Fuck 'em, they wasn't with us in the first

Catch me on the road, getting dough
That's my brick when I move that next O
the best whips, rock the best clothes
Watch me bag a bad bitch, take her to my next
[?] a bit of
Cut down and I shovel up snow
Ain't gotta say much, most these know
If I make the call, everyting's a go, go, go
Cuh I used to be a
That little nigga, dem chicks drew to
Shit that I've through would send a nigga cuckoo
All that bad luck, Mum blamed it on
Now 2 2, man had to move two
bags, one scale and two Qs
Me and F hit the like some cool dudes
The strip, darg, I'll show you how to food
Now it's big whips and
Tag a chick [?] weather
Everyone's a G, thinks they're clever
We give a fuck, ain't expecting any better
Brandy on the rocks, on the rocks
Nigga, 'em how you're talking to a boss
I can take a hit, I can a loss
But I can't take these fuckboys acting like us

all the gossiping ting?
Niggas know my style, I'm a in this ting
Get your facts right, act right, don't act
Big Fekky never buss my
I get money, yeah, you know that,
Flashy and fly, yeah, you know my
And these wanna hate on the ting
Fuck 'em, wasn't with us in the first place

Big Hollowman and Mr Bu Bu
Think you can run up on I bet you wouldn't, fam
Pitched like whole leap of man that's got Buju Ban'
Switch like put it on man, I want footage, man
Bitch like and Pam, they got their pissy pants
Bitch, palm of my hand, I've got pussy stamped
Bitch wan' call up her man, I that pussy thanks
little party for man, I've got that pussy amped
Ooh, MAC shots to the spots
Yeah, I went from flops to the jackpot
I went from dat block to the
They call me Rap Dan, I'm the
I put the blap blap in the
Then put the rucksack in the stash
what the cat dragged, what the cat got
We're cooking crack in the crackpot
All of the noise that niggas see
Call us boys, a nigga heavy D
And it already
Our boppy as shit, and I'm already beans
Big whip, pop in the clip, I'm in the
Bait shit, boppity bip, I get 'em cheap
Fakes copy my shit and they forgot the chief
Man's eating everyone's food, I've got the teeth

What's all the ting?
Niggas know my style, I'm a boss in this
Get facts right, act right, don't act like
Big Fekky buss my ting
I get money, yeah, you that, king
Flashy and fly, yeah, you my ting
And these niggas wanna on the ting
'em, they wasn't with us in the first place