Luyện nghe bài hát LOL

I'm balling now, just like Kobe
You callin now, yea you know me
You off, and I'm taking all yo hoes bitch
I'm showing off, what the fuck I lie for

the fuck I got to lie for [x4]

1:]
I ain't never had
Zilch nothing
Now that a got something
Yea I'm stunting
Look at all this
Hundreds and fiftys
at the Whitney
Now yo bitch wanna come me
we bout to go to the mall
Tonight we bottles
My baby momma a
But now I got me a
And she swallow drink it all up
Straight to the neck from the bottle, bitch cause she need a cup
And we bout to go make it thunder fucking storm
Kush nuggets to the pop fucking corn
bitch wow been had hundreds
Naw nigga I'm lying my nigga I be fronting
Got that income tax swag, income tax swag
That bad in my lap I just cop her a bag
Got that tax swag, that income tax swag
That bad in my lap I just cop her a bag

2:]
I'm a blow it all now a later
Bout to a
And sum encrusted gators
Car with a TV in it, and a butler too
So what this rented right gone have to do
I'm a take it all with me when I'm gone bitch gone to
Who when the kids get grown
They figure out what they gone do
right now nigga I got it
Nigga What you
Broke ass niggas nothing
I can buy in twos
Cause a time ago
My was just like you
But we talking bout the past
It's about now my dude
normally I be broke
But right now I got
Nah, nigga I'm lyin, you know I be frontin
Got that income tax swag, that income tax
That bad in my lap I just cop her a bag
Got that income tax swag, that tax swag
That bad dame in my lap I cop her a bag