Luyện nghe bài hát LLC

I took her name and made the bitch a LLC
a couple stacks up in, then bitch, get on your feet
You make twice as much if you switch it up, to see
To you he's and famous, but he's just a guy to me

I feel like I'm King Kong, name still ding-dong
It's two girls more money, and they don't rap, they sing songs
I stay with that pink on, pink furs and them pink
Goons out if they blink wrong, think hard but don't think
Pink had Eminem, spit hard but I'm feminine
trio on Monster, Goblins and Gremlins
What's left that I didn't do? You bit the fruit
You thought get my spot? Who the fuck was kiddin' you?
a lil' break but I'm back to me
Tryna make a new with a factory
They'll toe to toe on a track with me
There'll never be one after me
the skill levels still a half of me

Blasphemy, my niggas will for me
All these low IQ baffle me
Tell 'em that I watch but take a bath for me
Put the trophies in my crib a athlete
I see them give me fake love but that trash is
Man, you know that I rip rap and beat
You know Nicki gon' eat, Bon
Used to get hyped off a half a mil'
Used to get real hyped off a pill
We don't pay niggas to like they like my shit
We don't pay niggas to in and write my shit (uh)

Now on, now carry on
Now on, now carry on
Swish, swish, I'm just my Curry on
G6 flow, all Louis V on

I just took her name and made the a LLC
Stuff a couple stacks up in, then bitch, get on feet
You make twice as if you switch it up, just to see
To you he's rich and famous, but he's a guy to me

You made me, you made me,
You me, you made me, yeah, yeah
On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah,
You me (okay), you made me (hahaha)

Yo, you made me do it, hoe, I you, get low (told you get low)
I poppin' tens but they be (be)
I'm New York Nick, I'm ballin' Carmelo (ok 'Melo)
I'm wavy, word to Shawty Lo,
How jacket say Porsche and you never rode a Porsche?
How you supposed to meet the quarter when you never North?
How the fuck you got Ferraris when you went sport?
All that hoopin' and hollerin' still scorin' on the court (rrah)

You made me, you made me,
You made me, you me, yeah, yeah
On blood, you me, you made me, yeah, yeah
You made me (okay), you me (hahaha)

Ay, yo, look at they made me do, they made me do
the foreign on 'em, navy blue, they baby blue
Look at how started pussy poppin' when 80 flew
All my niggas that Britney, Ari', yeah, Katy too
Niggas gassed on it, though, gas I pump them
trash on the really, yo, yes, I dumped him
Push the limits, I'm a pushy bitch, yes, I him
Push filthy rich, ask I trumped them
I scare her, scare her, my biggest error, error
Never been clearer, clearer, don't Fawcett, Farrah
Because you'll never be me, that's to Bella, Gigi
Dolce Gabbana, DG, gang rated PG (woah)

Now carry on, now on
Now on, now carry on
Swish, swish, I'm gettin' my Curry on
G6 flow all V carry on

I just took her name and made the a LLC
Stuff a stacks up in, then bitch, get on your feet
You make twice as if you switch it up, just to see
To you he's and famous, but he's just a guy to me

On blood, you made me, you me, yeah
You made me, you made me, yeah,
On blood, you made me, you me, yeah, yeah, yeah
You made me (okay), you me (hahaha)