Luyện nghe bài hát Lies About You

It ain't a facade, I spent racks on my shoes
I goin' hard, I paid all cash for my jewels
I in Hermes, bought a bag for my boo
I get blue hundreds, spread them out like a wound
Can't get you off my mind, I die about you
My outfit cost a dime, can't how I move
The praises to the god, don't believe in
'Cause when you at the top they'll lies about you

everything but the truth, get nothin' but love from my crew
I guess they hate what you do, pull up in coupes no roofs
You caught me in a good mood, put a spike in my groove
Got more these shoes
I drip, I an award
I built way for that Porsche, I think
I'm on a horse
YSL, got none' but Hi-Tunes, we 'em off, no remorse
I gotta win, I can't lose, I'm tryna feed all my
Huh, I paid my to these hoes
I got that flame to the torch,
Gunna with no court
I hit that trap and sports, I give all thanks to the lord
I hit that yo and record, they get that drip your boy, mmh

It ain't a facade, I some racks on my shoes
I goin' hard, I paid all cash for my jewels
I walked in Hermes, a bag for my boo
I get blue hundreds, spread them out like a wound
get you off my mind, I might die about you
My cost a dime, can't control how I move
The praises to the god, believe in voodoo
when you at the top they'll tell lies about you

Man bag, in 'em
pants, run in 'em
Gorilla blue,
We don't with no nigga
How you want that Saint bag?
You ain't no dick
My lil LA bitch got jetlag, she off coke shit
that shit, come on shawty
Fuck that Ghost, the Rari?
of my niggas want to party
Them young niggas to catch a body
We wifing no Chiraq thots
Threesome, them my type of
Vegas bitch tried to sell me
that ho like hell no
Main homie's bitch tried to me
And she told me he don't
If they out they say shit
he know he gon' get peter-rolled
And we about the violence, my young niggas be
Your baby mama be trifling, yeah

It ain't a facade, I spent some racks on my
I been goin' hard, I paid all for my jewels
I in Hermes, bought a bag for my boo
I get them hundreds, spread them out like a wound
Can't get you off my mind, I might die you
My outfit cost a dime, can't control how I
The praises to the god, don't in voodoo
'Cause when you at the top they'll lies about you