Luyện nghe bài hát Leather Symphony

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

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

Bad looking so exquisite
Took a risk now the gon' get it
Third eye feel it's on fire
These singing like they on the choir
Swishing blunts with Dogg
Dogg pound woof
No psh psh psh
Wipe me cause I'm gorgeous
Flair with the horseman
What you man, quit talking

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

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

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

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 hands
All this got my hands full
Why hating like some damn fools

I'm a minute late, I'm a
got a gauge
Let me
power KKK
Loaded it live, rock in my
Patrolling the block a Glock
Stick to the code, my O's
Study my notes on the

Stuck on odyssey
Alone I be
Shooting my
I can see everything I can be
it I get it, I get it
I chronicle Riddick they couldn't 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
Y'all bout to with the fishes
I run with the Pistons and beatin' kittens
John B the
my nemesis
All on the
Brother got
I'm moving
Corner the physicist, ridiculous

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

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

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

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

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

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

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