Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Leanin

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

[Verse 1: Meek Mill] grand large on the watch, blessed
Quarter mil for the Mulsanne,
All my niggas gon' cash
And all y'all look mad stressed
And we even made niggas mad yet
next time I grab, I'm a grab jet
I might go Bugatti, with a bad bitch me
Nigga hotter Wasabi, get that ass wet
niggas going hard in the streets
We ain't know to call the police
Got for the twenty five K
Sounds a bargain to me
niggas getting money
In the Bent, leather like spalding to me
And I don't know what no look like
Hundred bad bitches all in with me
Get 'em all in for
Started, started with a quarter ounce of 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 numbers like the call
And all I do is count
pretty ass hoes, and car shop

[Hook: Mill]
nigga I'm leanin', leanin'
Young rich nigga, I'm
Puffin' on strong, getting gold, bad
Looking Nia Long I mean it
Nigga I'm leanin',
rich nigga, I'm leanin'
Sippin' on promethazine nigga
My got money all season
I'm leanin'

[Verse 2: Travis
Mmm, leanin' -- damn near my semen (straight up)
Had a twenty-twenty my wife
Damn near see my (La Flame!)
Loose furs,
For the love of money, it's a
Vatos losing nerves, as a bird niggas on the curbs
Let 'em put a cape and did a
H-town niggas spilled Crush on my jeans
Never go far with no bitch with no
Unless they can cover the lease on my (straight up)
Ahh, you know, Louboutins touch my hoes
Let's go in Ibiza town
We get cold, you don't no coat
Motherfucker, I'm
Don't to me, couple street niggas
twice before crossing me
Meek, these shit can't last that long
Why these motherfuckers keep me
I'm leanin', for a you had me
Then the second I it when it passed me
Oh no (straight up)
Somebody pass me a and a double world cup
Motherfucker, motherfucker...

[Outro:
See we trap, before we was rap
And then we was, at rap
Shining on hoes, high life
what we live now
out the pop
Italian on the nigga
You me
Stepping a mil nigga
(They say money the world
You pay God with it)
Step game up nigga
Or your bitch nigga
It's just simple

Yeah, we
We out there gettin' money
So you can't fuck with
Cause everybody ain't at you motherfucking
So the motherfuckers that understand you
They wind up hating you
So you know you gotta do
You gotta hate those too
them niggas
Fuck they motherfucking
They daddies, they aunts, uncles
And little tee tees, too
Ayo, a dick
Meek Mill, get it