Luyện nghe bài hát Keys To The Club

I got them in the crib
You wouldnt find them if you had the keys to the
niggas cheesing, its real
It aint cheese if its than a mil
I think Im losing my
Praying on niggas, wrap a kilo in a ribbon
Live every day its my last
My trending topic is the cash

1: Rick Ross]
I see no nigga in clear Gazelles
B! nigga, better get some mail
Im riding in a 6 like b! tch for sale
That boy Meek Mill squeeze for real
See me in the street, rose-gold
Moving like hoes got me plotting on your
Learning whereabouts, burners to air em out
B! tches a motion picture, Im picturing
Riding in the Lotus, Don
With an ambitious b! tch, lotus bomb
Wale on burn, young doing numbers
M G got it the next ten summers
Im trying to do it big
Keys to the crib, and Im with
Kis to the crib, nigga, bricks
Hundred mil plus til we forever

I got them keys in the
You wouldnt find if you had the keys to the crib
niggas cheesing, its real
It cheese if its less than a mil
I think Im losing my
Praying on these niggas, a kilo in a ribbon
Live day like its my last
My only trending is the cash

[Verse 2: Rick
I see no in these red Gazelles
All I see is with these massive tails
All I see is younguns with this to sell
They got COs that get you hash in jail
Little dope, little coke, talking for real
Funerals never cool, nigga, the steel
Im a in the kitchen, whipping mass appeal
Boobie got a sentence on his last appeal
Thats one of few names thatll for real
Got me drinking from the bottom, no filled
Always purple in the cup, nigga, the pills
Im the first one here to f-ck, snatch ass for real
to the crib, boys, keys to the V
If you at the table, then you eat I eat
Breathe what I breathe, drink what I
what I smoke and we still mink for mink

I got them keys in the
You wouldnt find if you had the keys to the crib
Them cheesing, its real
It aint cheese if its less a mil
I Im losing my religion
Praying on these niggas, a kilo in a ribbon
Live day like its my last
My only trending is the cash

[Verse 3: P]
Kis in the crib, you keys to the crib
I got work from Argentina and Belize in the
Homie a nina, could sneeze him a brick
in the cocaine, trees in the six
Biggie on the stereo, flips
This is the something go wrong, its a burial
Hit the hood, watch it go around a merry-go
White seats, new M5, all though
Heard you at Aces, Courvoisier, toasting the niggas beat cases
Knowing your on a name-to-name basis
Eating with your fam on a basis
Weight shit, get the big and the spaceship
of loyal niggas
Thatll f-cking boil niggas for a or a bracelet
Nigga, you Im living fly
For the love of the game, I put a on the pie

I got keys in the crib
You wouldnt find them if you had the keys to the
Them cheesing, its real
It cheese if its less than a mil
I think Im losing my
Praying on niggas, wrap a kilo in a ribbon
Live day like its my last
My only topic is the cash

If Im rich now, is it too much to to be rich forever?
me Lord! Forgive me
My next God Forgives, I Dont
I youll love it
Forever!