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 want it
Sleeping the finest
The thread is bindless
Security blanket of cocaine, I am
In climate I? m Kareem Burke tied in
The Roc silent partner I aint throwing up the
Throwin? on the sherwin, collars up, up
Sparkles to the table, got em feeling like he? s
Whirlwind, powder your World spin
Learn from OG? s, Romeo? s and Sterling
Updated that, that
Suffocation blue, in the inside? s sacks
Yeah, talk money, I? m made of
Cocaine parties, like the 70? s I that
You know what is?
Sittin with the women of your dreams and what her name is
You what pain is?
Flushing 2 bricks and have a n-gga try to strain it out the

See my face on the and it aint Tivo
I still wanna kilo? s
It? s like I? m rocks at the pen begging for the rico
I still wanna sell s
Searching for the fish scale like I? m tryna Nemo
I still wanna kilo? s
what happen? s when you Michael and they try to treat you like Tito
I wanna sell kilo? s
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up watching momma car repoed
A little n-gga staring the peep hole
How you I felt knowing daddy wasn? t there
Recycling cans cause nobody ever
Get it how you live, always echoed in the
When we talking business, talking on the cease
Feds listening to conversations my own star
puzzles together solving homocides?
Dice game chatter, better bring your out
Red Velour, I? m in the white house
Half a ticket bitches quick to drop it on the
Fiddling dope a real n-gga yayo
Everyday a n-gga than we can? t ask why
Show em all love, the f-cked on the side
Tony Montana, tailor suits in the church
Rolls Royce called?, full of work

See my face on the and it aint Tivo
I still wanna sell s
It? s like I? m throwing rocks at the pen for the rico
I still sell kilo? s
Searching for the fish scale like I? m tryna Nemo
I wanna sell kilo? s
Thats what s when you Michael and they try to treat you like Tito
I still sell kilo? s
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Testarossa top models, G4? s, Gucci the crease off
Everything I in, I win
Richer male,?, timing
Black label everything, logo? s in the
Biv DeVoe push poison like a copper head
Powder smoke clears through the dead
The bottles pour for the Champions
You think it was a win
Celebration spills the morning like an ambion
Bithces love my
Chain swinging, taping like it? s Mardi Gras
Thousand deep, never needed body guards
Thousands that I? m about to do pilates on
Where the Kings crowned the grill a Maserati? s on
Candy coated parked, ajar, on a stripper
blew a fuse and a body on
Cocaine
Liva dreams, ya DeLoreans pouring in