Luyện nghe bài hát Lies About You

It ain't a facade, I spent racks on my shoes
I been goin' hard, I all cash for my jewels
I walked in Hermes, a bag for my boo
I get them blue hundreds, spread them out like a
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, believe in voodoo
when you at the top they'll tell lies about you

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

It ain't a facade, I spent racks on my shoes
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
get you off my mind, I might die about you
My outfit cost a dime, can't control how I
The praises to the god, don't believe in
'Cause you at the top they'll tell lies about you

Man bag, in 'em
pants, run in 'em
Gorilla blue,
We fuck with no nigga
How you want Saint Laurent bag?
You suckin' no dick
My lil LA bitch got jetlag, she off that coke
Fuck shit, come on shawty
Fuck that Ghost, the Rari?
None of my want to party
Them young want to catch a body
We ain't wifing no Chiraq
Threesome, them my type of
Vegas bitch to sell me pussy
Tell ho like hell no
Main homie's tried to fuck me
And she told me he don't
If out they won't say shit
'Cause he know he get peter-rolled
And we the violence, my young niggas be wildin'
Your baby mama be trifling, yeah

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