Luyện nghe bài hát Kristi

Aw baby, she got a flip phone
Da-damn baby, I smokin'
Been chokin' and it's so potent baby, we baby
And you got the silver Gucci by my man Ferg,
You a baby, you steppin' on these niggas' necks
Sometimes you gotta ease that, ease that left foot off baby
And then put your right foot on the, on the top of them, big
And choke them even harder, you's a dog
You's a, you's a fuckin' champ, are puppies baby
They can't, they can't with you baby, Lord

Racks on racks on racks, (yeah) Dapper Dan all on my (right)
Double G all on my cap, (yeah) monogram on a (smear)
Testin' pussy like Pap (smear)
that bitch from the back (yeah)
Mumble rap all on cat (yeah) Lil Pump, she makin' it clap
I'm 'bout to write a letter,
tell 'em I'm doin' way (right)
"Plain Jane" the of the year
(yeah) I'm busy chasin' the lettuce
I'm a Calvin Klein on billboards,
I did a with the fellas (right)
Adidas done me another deal and
Hennessy too, got cheddar (alright)
videos in the PJs (yeah) then I go hop on a PJ (yeah)
They me all these free
clothes (right) momma put it on eBay
I run the shit like a relay, niggas gon' have to replay
Yammy say hi to my for me, and Jam Master Jay for TJ

Goddamn,
When it be outside nigga, you the umbrella
Cause that shit just bounce off you with that
God, I'ma call you Kristi YamaGucci, baby
Cause you just all the fuckin' world with this shit, baby
Niggas cannot you

Trench coat mob is a Go-Go
You don't wanna see a pretty scene get
Fuckin' with the Lords, no Frodo
Niggas bring clothes to the screen like a fat bitch
Even my name is Denzel, no actin'
Pap-pap, puttin' everything a casket
Track that, everything is be a classic
Wrap that, put that bitch a prophylactic
When I'm rappin', got no hard-on, tappin'
From a built on coke and pistol-packin'
See you flaggin' and they what you lackin'
you out and then they act like nothin' happen
Amnesia got rid of the
Back in the where they blowin' on reefer
I the light while you follow the leader
Now a overseas where they checkin' my Visa, look

Nah baby, what kinda flip you got?
Is that a Nextel baby, no, a Chirp
This nigga got a Boost, baby, what the
Nigga, you gotta it up
You need to get you a phone
Nigga you need to get one of these Motorolas, baby
Niggas even track us, baby

Finger roll, roll, finger roll, finger roll, dunk, yeah
Ballin' on my enemies, I ain't tyin' up the pumps, huh
when I tie 'em up, yeah
I shake 'em, gon' need a crutch, yeah
And I ain't groupie bitches
When I say they got their in a bunch
I'm talkin' niggas, I talkin' nada
They talkin' figures, gotta be six, seven or better
Tryna get a house, get my bread up
Tryna stay on pace? You gon' to step up
Cruisin' in a Wraith, see if they make it
Pull up to the place, her when we met up
Yeah, I'm gettin' buzz, but I let up
I seen a doctor, but I got my check up
Check up, up, check up, check up
I'm chess, you stuck on checkers
That's why gang can never check us
They take your chain, and now you
Check up, check up, up, check up
I got a check on my (wait)
I'm losin' track of
Cause I don't tick or no tock (yup)