Luyện nghe bài hát Kristi

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

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

Goddamn,
it be raining outside nigga, you the umbrella
Cause that just bounce off you with that Gucci
God, nigga I'ma call you YamaGucci, baby
Cause you just all over the fuckin' world with shit, baby
cannot touch you

Trench coat mob is a Go-Go
You don't wanna see a scene get drastic
Fuckin' with the Lords, no Frodo
Niggas bring your clothes to the screen like a fat
Even my name is Denzel, no actin'
Pap-pap, puttin' inside 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 city on coke and pistol-packin'
See you and they packin' what you lackin'
Take you out and they act like nothin' happen
Amnesia got rid of the
Back in the hood where they on reefer
I follow the while you follow the leader
Now a nigga overseas where they checkin' my Visa,

Nah baby, kinda flip phone you got?
Is that a Nextel baby, no, a baby
nigga got a Boost, baby, what the fuck
Nigga, you gotta it up
You need to get you a phone
you need to get one of these fuckin' Motorolas, baby
Niggas can't even us, baby

Finger roll, finger roll, finger roll, roll, dunk, yeah
Ballin' on my enemies, I ain't tyin' up the pumps, huh
when I tie 'em up, yeah
I 'em, they gon' need a crutch, yeah
And I ain't talkin' groupie
I say they got their panties in a bunch
I'm niggas, I ain't talkin' nada
They ain't talkin' figures, gotta be six, 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 make it get-up
Pull up to the place, fucked her we met up
Yeah, I'm gettin' buzz, but I let up
I ain't a doctor, but I got my check up
up, check up, check up, check up
I'm chess, you stuck on checkers
That's why your gang can check us
take your chain, and now you neck-less
Check up, check up, up, check up
I got a on my watch (wait)
I'm losin' track of
Cause I don't hear tick or no (yup)