Luyện nghe bài hát I Still Wanna

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It? s like an you can? t scratch
It? s like a you can? t shake
I still it
Sleeping the finest
The count is bindless
blanket of cocaine, I am Linus
In this climate I? m Kareem Burke in
The Roc silent I aint throwing up the diamond
Throwin? on the sherwin, up, bottles up
Sparkles to the table, got em feeling like he? s
Whirlwind, powder makes World spin
Learn from OG? s, Alpha Romeo? s and
that, upgraded that
Suffocation blue, in the s potato sacks
Yeah, talk money, I? m made of
Cocaine parties, the 70? s I cater that
You what fame is?
Sittin with the women of your dreams and forgettin? her name is
You what pain is?
Flushing 2 and have a n-gga try to strain it out the drainage

See my face on the news and it aint
I still wanna kilo? s
It? s like I? m throwing at the pen begging for the rico
I wanna sell kilo? s
Searching for the fish scale like I? m tryna find
I still sell kilo? s
Thats what happen? s you Michael and they try to treat you like Tito
I still wanna sell s
[Rick
Grew up watching car repoed
A little n-gga staring through the hole
How you think I felt knowing daddy t there
Recycling cans cause ever cared
Get it how you live, always in the streets
When we talking business, talking on the cease
Feds to conversations through my own star
piecing puzzles together solving
Dice game chatter, better your stash out
Red Velour, I? m in the white house
Half a bitches quick to drop it on the scale
Fiddling a real n-gga sell yayo
Everyday a n-gga than we can? t ask why
Show em all love, the bitches on the side
Montana, tailor made suits in the church
Rolls called?, trunk full of work

See my face on the and it aint Tivo
I still wanna sell s
It? s I? m throwing rocks at the pen begging for the rico
I still wanna kilo? s
Searching for the fish like I? m tryna find Nemo
I still wanna kilo? s
Thats happen? s when you Michael and they try to treat you like Tito
I still wanna sell s
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Testarossa top models, G4? s, Gucci the crease off
Everything I in, I win
male,?, remarkable timing
Black label everything, s in the lining
Bell Biv DeVoe push poison a copper head
Powder smoke clears through the dead
The Rose bottles pour for the
You think it was a win
Celebration through the morning like an ambion
love my ambience
Chain swinging, ticker taping like it? s Gras
Thousand n-ggas deep, needed body guards
Thousands keys that I? m to do pilates on
Where the Kings crowned like the grill a s on
Candy coated parked, doors ajar, on a
a fuse and caught a body on
Cocaine
Liva living dreams, ya pouring in