Luyện nghe bài hát Leather Symphony

She just me like a wedding ring
I keep her dripping like fucking paint
Money realer, smoking green
So much ass like Taylor
Run a trying to make a milli
She make it clap trying to make a
lose yourself, remember who yourself
Don't lose yourself, who the best

Take a dab, she got ass
I smoke and I don't never pass
All these tryna be the man
I get nigga, Peter Pan
they hating nigga I be living
While they hating I be pimpin'

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

Bout work, I'm like Fergie
My moms didn't it til 30
If I don't make it, worry
gang, we ain't bury
Nigga always a helping man
Don't bite the hand that you understand
I might go loony catch you on the
shipping got a hundred grams

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

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

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

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

I'm a minute late, I'm a
got a gauge
Let me
power KKK
Loaded it live, in my sock
Patrolling the block with a
to the code, bloody my O's
Study my on the floor

Stuck on odyssey
Alone I be
my prophecy
Only I can see I can be
it I get it, I get it
I chronicle Riddick they forget it
is hella specific
the start, the beginning, a Glorious or the ending

I believe I existed
I'm to lead with a vision
I brought the 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 moving
Corner the physicist, ridiculous

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

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

Mecca like Malcolm, a Biggie
Exit the
in the Beamer
On
Feel like I'm Yams, see me John Cena
Everything money and went to flatbush for a nina
Lava polemics, trade up the chicks
no casino, got dope in the ringo
We high like the
up on pop. lava the landing
All over the
And Crookin we bandits and do damage

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

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

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

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