Luyện nghe bài hát Know Me

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

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

2]
I'm TT (Hmm), up the dope
Bad bitch freaky (Hmm), grab the by her throat
Ice my pinky, AP flooded I need a
Get shot like Ricky (Hmm), taking a brown boy for a
Gucci stripes all on me, cost me 80 for one
First time I tried to cook it, lost my inside the pot
See 12 and I always book it, had a I was in a cell
380 racks can me, you know all my tickets gon sell

Balenci' (Hmm), size on my toe
They know me I go
Codeine (Hmm), cup make her toast
Got rackies, getting bags coast to
Got two chains, my diamonds glistenin', 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 ain't my
Let that bitch sneak her snap, let her 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 that bitch, but she ain't my