Luyện nghe bài hát How To Make It In America

(VERSE 1)
ok my yg and i came to play ,fuck then i bust a nut where i aim her face
yeah ima real niqqa i aint got time to fake the like a fan high blow yo mind away
im on the grind i told my momma fuck a 9 to 5 i get fuck bitches thats what i live by
im laughin in yo bitch pussy like hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha but im gettin pay
yeah i get it how im livin treat the game a spider in my house i gotta kill it ok big dick banner yeah yo bitch know
we outside spokin that indoor and momma benzo and my momma benzo im a cute young and my momma friends know
give her a bottle of cirrock and a pill and if she aint fuckin throw out the wind shield
(HOOK)
real niqqa real niqquh i aint never lie hoes like channels got these bitches televised
hit that puff-puff now a young niqqa high and could show you how to make it in america
how you ridin how you ridin on 24 -inches room weed drinkin 24 bitches yuhp
yuhp thats how im living never check the price livin fast like i gotta second life
Mac
uhh a hundred thousand in the breaf-case like i won the
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 for you and they creamed filled
got clothes you exstence a flow designer brands that you'll never own no
a second phone that im never on eatin filet mignon from her 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 chick cuhz she aint never get enough of this (cuff yo chick)
(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
yuhp thats how im living niqqa never check the price livin like i gotta second 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 lock-down aint a weight room but my niqqas got pounds
i hit the block then i bounce yeah a young niqqa gone just gave yo bitch dick she keep blowin up my
the fuck is goin on tell that bitch to leave me 'lone she only look good in my whip or in a thong
ok i meet a bitch key the bitch fuck her then i leave a bitch fuck her with the off she aint even see the dick
and if she look bad you know ima eat the bitch now she all on a like trina brick
im on mars and my on jupiter wrist go dumb but my chain go stupidder im the shit bitch
ill have yo niqqa it up and heavenly father can you protect me from lucifer
(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 show you how to make it in america
how you how you ridin on 24 -inches hotel room weed drinkin 24 bitches yuhp
yuhp thats how im living niqqa never check the price livin fast i gotta second life