Luyện nghe bài hát Know Me

1]
Balenci' (Hmm), shoe on my toe
They me everywhere I go
Codeine (Hmm), cup make her toast
Got rackies, getting bags to coast
Elliot lit my up, diamond rings cover my fist up
After she suck my dick (What?), she get out, get kicked up
I ain't cuffing that bitch (No), ain't on my agenda
Met that bitch in LA, but I fucked her in
30 pointers in my chain, going fast in my own
Gunna, I drip insane
Make a 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 fuck, no kissin', peasant 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 bitch sneak her snap, let her boyfriend know she with me
Say I like a snack, diamonds on baseball bat, they hittin' (Yeah, bling-bling)
No cash register, pockets on (Yeah, ching-ching) Might've fucked that bitch, but she ain't my ting-ting

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

Balenci' (Hmm), size on my toe
know me everywhere I go
Codeine (Hmm), double cup make her
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 kings (Yeah) No 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 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