Luyện nghe bài hát How To Make It In America

(VERSE 1)
ok my name yg and i came to play ,fuck then i a nut where i aim her face
yeah ima real niqqa i aint got time to fake the glock like a fan high blow yo mind
im on the grind i told my momma a 9 to 5 i get money fuck bitches thats what i live by
im laughin in yo bitch like hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha but anyways im gettin pay
yeah i get it how im livin treat the game like a spider in my house i gotta kill it ok big dick banner yeah yo know
we outside spokin indoor and momma benzo and my momma benzo im a cute young niqquh and my momma friends know
give her a bottle of cirrock and a thiz pill and if she aint fuckin out the wind shield
(HOOK)
real niqqa real niqquh i aint never lie change hoes like channels got bitches televised
hit that puff-puff now a young niqqa hella high and could show you how to it in america
how you ridin how you ridin on 24 -inches hotel room weed drinkin 24 yuhp
thats how im living niqqa never check the price livin fast like i gotta second life
Mac
uhh a hundred thousand in the like i won the sweap-stakes
party with a rich stacratic bitches the cheese plate(plate)
im really am this and you just seem great weight of the world on my til my knees break
give'em E-pills tell'em be still i got them doughnuts for you and creamed filled
got exspensive clothes you exstence a flow designer that you'll never own no
a second phone im never on eatin filet mignon from her restaraunt and thats pussy not before money
yeah its mac miller yg 400 so hit me up with dutch to split he mad that lil white boy fucked yo bitch(sorry)
next time you better cuff that cuhz she aint never gonna get enough of this (cuff yo chick)
(HOOK)
real niqqa real niqquh i aint never lie change hoes channels got these bitches televised
hit that puff-puff now a young niqqa hella high and could show you how to it in america
how you ridin how you ridin on 24 -inches hotel room drinkin 24 bitches yuhp
yuhp thats how im living niqqa never check the price livin fast like i gotta life

(VERSE 2)
ok im ridin through the city with top down like the first day of summer hot now
i got bars that flow put you on this aint a weight room but my niqqas got pounds
i hit the block then i bounce yeah a young niqqa gone just gave yo dick she keep blowin up my phone
what the fuck is goin on tell that bitch to me 'lone she only look good in my whip or in a thong
ok i meet a bitch key the fuck her then i leave a bitch fuck her with the lights off she aint even see the dick
and if she look bad you know ima eat the bitch now she all on a niqqa trina brick
im on and my flow on jupiter wrist go dumb but my chain go stupidder im the shit bitch
ill yo niqqa scoop it up and heavenly father can you protect me from lucifer
(HOOK)
real niqqa real i aint never lie change hoes like channels got these bitches televised
hit that puff-puff now a young niqqa hella high and could you how to make it in america
how you ridin how you ridin on 24 -inches hotel room weed drinkin 24 yuhp
yuhp thats how im living niqqa never check the price livin fast i gotta second life