Luyện nghe bài hát Leather Symphony

She just want me like a wedding
I keep her dripping like some paint
Money realer, smoking hella
So much ass like Teyana
Run a trap trying to a milli
She it clap trying to make a milli
Don't lose yourself, who yourself
lose yourself, remember who the best

Take a dab, she got ass
I just smoke and I don't pass
All niggas tryna be the man
I get nigga, Peter Pan
While they hating I be living
While they hating I be pimpin'

Bad bitch looking so
a risk now the trip gon' get it
Third eye like it's on fire
These niggas like they on the choir
Swishing blunts Snoop Dogg
Dogg pound woof
No psh psh psh
me down cause I'm gorgeous
Rick Flair with the
What you bout man, talking

that work, I'm like Fergie
My moms didn't it til 30
If I don't make it, don't
Zombie gang, we bury
Nigga been a helping man
Don't bite the hand that makes you
I go loony catch you on the 'gram
Flipping shipping got a hundred

Bands,
Call it truce and do my
Why they copy, just fans
On my I'm the man

Bands,
Count it, count it, got my full
All this working got my hands
Why they hating like some damn

Bands,
Call it truce and do my
Why copy, they just fans
On my I'm the man

Bands,
it, count it, got my hands full
All this working got my full
Why they like some damn fools

I'm a late, I'm a renegade
Twelvyy got a
Let me
Pussy KKK
Loaded it live, rock in my
Patrolling the block a Glock
to the code, bloody my O's
Study my on the floor

on this odyssey
Alone I be
Shooting my
Only I can see I can be
it I get it, I get it
I chronicle Riddick they couldn't it
Planning is hella
the start, the beginning, a Glorious Death or the

I can't I existed
I'm bout to with a vision
I the heat to the kitchen
bout to sleep with the fishes
I run the Pistons and beatin' them kittens
John B the
my nemesis
All on the
got sentences
I'm sinister
the physicist, Twelvyy ridiculous

Bands,
Call it truce and do my
Why they copy, they just
On my I'm the man

Bands,
Count it, count it, got my hands
All this got my hands full
Why they like some damn fools

Mecca like Malcolm, a Medina
the cleanest
Roll in the
On
like I'm Yams, can't see me John Cena
Everything money and violence went to flatbush for a
polemics, trade up with the chicks
Made no casino, got dope in the
We like the Beatles
up on pop. lava the landing
All over the
And we bandits and Harlem do damage

Bands,
it truce and do my dance
Why they copy, they just
On my I'm the man

Bands,
Count it, count it, got my full
All working got my hands full
Why they hating some damn fools

Bands,
Call it truce and do my
Why copy, they just fans
On my I'm the man

Bands,
Count it, count it, got my hands
All this working got my full
Why they hating some damn fools