Luyện nghe bài hát Know Me

1]
Balenci' (Hmm), size on my toe
They know me I go
Codeine (Hmm), double cup make her
Got rackies, bags coast to coast
lit my wrist up, diamond rings cover my fist up
After she suck my dick (What?), she get kicked out, get up
I ain't cuffing that bitch (No), that ain't on my
Met that bitch in LA, but I her in Atlanta
30 in my chain, going fast in my own lane
Like Gunna, I drip
a smart girl give me brain
Let the perkys my pain
a hundred, tell her keep the change
Now the store know my name
Hottest boy in the game

Got two chains, my diamonds glistenin', VV's hit like
I just wanna fuck, no kissin', bitches can't kiss kings (Yeah) No cash register, pockets on ching-ching (Yeah)
Might've fucked that bitch, but she my ting-ting
Let that bitch her snap, let her boyfriend know she with me
Say I look 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 freaky (Hmm), the bitch by her throat
Ice my pinky, AP flooded I need a
Get shot Ricky (Hmm), taking a brown boy for a joke
stripes all on me, cost me 80 for one sock
First time I tried to cook it, lost my RILP the pot
See 12 and I always book it, had a dream I was in a
380 racks can me, you know all my tickets gon sell

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