Luyện nghe bài hát LLC

I just her name and made the bitch a LLC
Stuff a couple stacks up in, then bitch, get on feet
You make twice as much if you switch it up, to see
To you rich 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 gettin' more money, and they rap, they sing songs
I stay that pink on, pink furs and them pink thongs
Goons out if they blink wrong, think but don't think long
Pink Friday had Eminem, hard but I'm feminine
trio on Monster, Goblins and Gremlins
What's left I didn't do? You bit the forbidden fruit
You thought you'd get my spot? Who the was kiddin' you?
Took a lil' but I'm back to me
Tryna make a new Nicki with a
They'll never toe to toe on a track me
There'll be another one after me
'Cause the skill levels a half of me

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

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

I just took her name and the bitch a LLC
Stuff a stacks up in, then bitch, get on your feet
You make as much 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 me, yeah
You made me, you made me, yeah,
On blood, you me, you made me, yeah, yeah, yeah
You me (okay), you made me (hahaha)

Yo, you me do it, hoe, I told you, get low (told you get low)
I tens but they gotta be (be)
I'm New York Nick, I'm with Carmelo (ok 'Melo)
I'm wavy, word to Lo, hello
How your jacket say Porsche and you rode a Porsche?
How you supposed to meet the when you never went North?
How the you got Ferraris when you never went sport?
All that hoopin' and still ain't scorin' on the court (rrah)

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

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

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

I just her name and made the bitch a LLC
Stuff a couple stacks up in, bitch, get on your feet
You make as much if you switch it up, just to see
To you he's rich and famous, but he's 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 me (okay), you made me (hahaha)