Luyện nghe bài hát Know Me

1]
Balenci' (Hmm), shoe on my toe
know me everywhere I go
Codeine (Hmm), cup make her toast
Got rackies, bags coast to coast
Elliot lit my wrist up, diamond rings cover my up
After she suck my dick (What?), she get kicked out, get up
I ain't that bitch (No), that ain't on my agenda
Met that in LA, but I fucked her in Atlanta
30 pointers in my chain, going in my own lane
Gunna, I drip insane
Make a smart girl give me
Let the kill my pain
Break a hundred, tell her the change
Now the store know my name
brown boy in the game

Got two chains, my glistenin', VV's hit like Bisping
I just wanna fuck, no kissin', bitches can't kiss kings (Yeah) No cash register, pockets on ching-ching (Yeah)
fucked that bitch, but she ain't my ting-ting
Let that bitch sneak her snap, let her know she with me
Say I like a snack, diamonds on baseball bat, they hittin' (Yeah, bling-bling)
No cash register, pockets on ching-ching (Yeah, ching-ching) Might've fucked that bitch, but she my ting-ting

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I'm TT (Hmm), up the dope
Bad bitch (Hmm), grab the bitch by her throat
Ice my pinky, AP flooded I need a
Get shot like Ricky (Hmm), taking a boy for a joke
Gucci stripes all on me, me 80 for one sock
First time I tried to cook it, lost my inside the pot
See 12 and I book it, had a dream I was in a cell
380 racks can book me, you all my tickets gon sell

Balenci' (Hmm), shoe on my toe
know me everywhere I go
Codeine (Hmm), cup make her toast
Got rackies, getting bags to coast
Got two chains, my glistenin', VV's hit like Bisping
I just wanna fuck, no kissin', peasant bitches can't kiss (Yeah) No cash register, pockets on ching-ching (Yeah)
Might've fucked that bitch, but she ain't my
Let that sneak her snap, let her boyfriend know she with me
Say I look like a snack, diamonds on bat, they hittin' (Yeah, bling-bling)
No cash register, pockets on ching-ching (Yeah, ching-ching) Might've fucked bitch, but she ain't my ting-ting