Luyện nghe bài hát I Still Wanna

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It? s an itch you can? t scratch
It? s like a bitch you t shake
I want it
with the finest
The count is bindless
Security blanket of cocaine, I am
In this I? m Kareem Burke tied in
The Roc silent partner I throwing up the diamond
on the sherwin, collars up, bottles up
Sparkles to the table, got em feeling he? s Merlin
Whirlwind, powder makes your World
Learn OG? s, Alpha Romeo? s and Sterling
that, upgraded that
Suffocation blue, in the inside? s potato
Yeah, money, I? m made of that
Cocaine parties, like the 70? s I that
You what fame is?
with the women of your dreams and forgettin? what her name is
You know 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 wanna sell kilo? s
It? s like I? m throwing rocks at the pen for the rico
I still wanna kilo? s
Searching for the fish scale like I? m tryna Nemo
I wanna sell kilo? s
Thats what happen? s when you Michael and they try to you like Tito
I still wanna sell s
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Grew up momma car repoed
A little staring through 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
we talking business, talking on the phone cease
Feds listening to through my own star
puzzles together solving homocides?
Dice game chatter, better your stash 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 sell
Everyday a n-gga dies than we t ask why
Show em all love, the bitches on the side
Montana, tailor made suits in the church
Rolls Royce called?, trunk of work

See my face on the news and it Tivo
I still wanna sell s
It? s like I? m throwing rocks at the pen for the rico
I still wanna kilo? s
Searching for the fish scale like I? m tryna find
I still sell kilo? s
Thats what happen? s when you and they try to treat you like Tito
I still wanna sell s
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Testarossa top models, G4? s, Gucci pass the off
I climb in, I win
Richer male,?, remarkable
Black label everything, logo? s in the
Bell Biv DeVoe push poison like a head
Powder smoke clears through the dead
The Rose bottles for the Champions
You think it was a win
Celebration spills through the like an ambion
Bithces my ambience
swinging, ticker taping like it? s Mardi Gras
Thousand deep, never needed body guards
Thousands keys that I? m to do pilates on
Where the Kings crowned the grill a Maserati? s on
Candy parked, doors ajar, on a stripper
a fuse and caught a body on
Cocaine
Liva dreams, ya DeLoreans pouring in