Luyện nghe bài hát In Luv Wit Ya Boy

you know we
on my way an out an
why hatin im troublin
they be happy if they
i aint sweatin nothin
i be million dollar
an my reputation
say the grand old lady em

push an hug em by the
sour by the hour
kush by the onion
you can my car comin
hood trunk drummin
up and down the block
top drop no
bet the llama
quick ya benigghana
im bentley driver
beauty queen saliva
i date
i dont
i whoop ya like ya father
comma hyphin dont
when you in front of the
im bout a
wit my cup up in the
watch me my swag on
spray BLANK in her
a couple hours in
ive ben drunk the whole
BLANK inside the liner
i em right back on his bones
is harder
but the struggle made me
choppin back and forth
i get as vince carter
aint got to gas me
i dont need a BLANK
im my own battery
a casaulty of
im from the
that take a toll on ya
the heat hit
it feel like ya got a on ya
if you talkin money
then you talkin to me
till my swag on e
in the v