Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Leanin

[Intro: DJ
Studies say humans forget 90% of dream
Upon the first 10 of waking
They say most people don't even remember 99% of the dreams they even had
As chasers we're the exception

[Verse 1: Meek Mill] Hundred grand on the watch, blessed
mil for the Mulsanne, flex
All my niggas cash checks
And all y'all look mad stressed
And we ain't even niggas mad yet
Cause next I grab, I'm a grab jet
I might go Bugatti, with a bad beside me
Nigga hotter than Wasabi, get ass wet
niggas going hard in the streets
We ain't know to call the police
Got for the twenty five K
like a bargain to me
Young getting money
In the Bent, leather like spalding to me
And I don't know what no line look
Hundred bad bitches all in with me
Get 'em all in for
Started, started with a quarter of hard rock
And now I got a lot of
If a talk the foreigns, got a car lot
And everybody money
But they ain't showing like the call block
And all I do is money
Fuck ass hoes, and car shop

[Hook: Mill]
Yeah nigga I'm leanin',
rich nigga, I'm leanin'
Puffin' on strong, gold, bad bitches
like Nia Long I mean it
Nigga I'm leanin',
Young rich nigga, I'm
Sippin' on that nigga
My team got all season
Nigga I'm

2: Travis Scott]
Mmm, leanin' -- damn near spilled my (straight up)
Had a my preacher wife
Damn near see my (La Flame!)
Loose furs,
For the love of money, it's a
losing their nerves, as a bird niggas on the curbs
Let 'em put a and did a Macarena
H-town niggas spilled Peach on my jeans
Never go far with no with no condoms
Unless can cover the lease on my beamer (straight up)
Ahh, you know, Louboutins don't my hoes
go down in Ibiza town
We get cold, you need no coat
Motherfucker, I'm
Don't talk to me, couple street
Think before crossing me
Meek, these niggas can't last that long
Why these keep bothering me
I'm leanin', for a you had me
Then the second I caught it it passed me
Oh no (straight up)
Somebody me a blunt and a double world cup
Motherfucker, motherfucker...

[Outro:
See we started trap, we was rap
And we was, trappin' at rap
Shining on hoes, high life
This what we now
out the pop
Italian on the flow
You me
Stepping onto a mil
(They say rule the world
You can't pay God it)
Step your game up
Or lose your nigga
It's that simple

Yeah, we
We out there gettin' money
So you can't fuck everybody
Cause everybody at you motherfucking level
So the motherfuckers don't understand you
They up motherfucking hating you
So you know you gotta do
You gotta hate motherfuckers too
Fuck niggas
they motherfucking mommmas
They daddies, they aunts, they
And they tee tees, too
Ayo, a dick
Mill, let's get it