Luyện nghe bài hát Jealous

Drive real fast cars, to riches
(What its go in with a verse?)
They hate to see the type of shit that we on (Mike WiLL It)
The ice on chill, shoe game
The bank won't even fold
These jealous
I can see it in they faces, they wanna places
niggas jealous
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Bitch, these

coming faster then I ever seen them come before
Racks on they say I was a one hit wonder, where I go
To the top where I belong, I'm from the corner stones
Twenty mixtapes in a year, you know the of shit I'm on
Fly, shit, only, that's just the that I live by
Tell me I do it, it won't work, and I'ma still try
Try to hold me back and doubted me, they did it times
You can underestimate a nigga like my kind
rebel, I'm a warrior, and I'll destroy ya
All these dues I paid you go need more than a judge of
You put my back against the wall, come out standing tall

Drive fast cars, rags to riches
They hate to see the of shit that we on
The ice on chill, shoe nasty
The bank roll won't even
niggas jealous
I can see it in they faces, they trade places
These jealous
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
These niggas

Money multiplying, flatline
Y'all niggas even see me in the daytime
Bank' America on dial, I'm eatin' now
Stacking every penny just in I go to war with y'all
I'm just a young hood nigga with a lot of
And I'm swagging you niggas, body
You see the way I perform, girls is loving my charm
I love my and they love me back
My chain looking like a camera it flash
I'm hungry for money, and I'm getting cash
I'm in that big body with two hundred on the

real fast cars, rags to riches
They hate to see the type of that we on
The ice on chill, shoe nasty
The bank roll even fold
These niggas
I can see it in they faces, they wanna trade
These niggas
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,

You that Hermes shit, I got it for ya
You want YSL, I got it for ya
I went from rags to and now I'm spoiled
I know Freeband Gang niggas who loyal
said we wouldn't be shit, but some finessers
Now we pulling up in fully loaded compressors
And now the have turned, I moved on
It ain't no animosity, I on
And they don't wanna see you make it where I come
And they don't it that I'm famous no uh uh, uh
You need to take a look at what I have
How many niggas you know can turn nothing something

Drive real fast cars, to riches
They hate to see the type of shit we on
The ice on chill, shoe nasty
The bank roll won't fold
These jealous
I can see it in they faces, they wanna places
niggas jealous
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
These jealous