Luyện nghe bài hát LOL

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

What the I got to lie for [x4]

1:]
I ain't never had
Zilch nothing
Now that a nigga got
Yea bitch I'm
Look at all moneys
Hundreds and fiftys
at the Whitney
Now yo bitch come with me
Cause we bout to go to the
we popping bottles
My momma a hoodrat
But now I got me a
And she swallow drink it all up
Straight to the neck from the bottle, bitch she don't need a cup
And we bout to go it rain thunder fucking storm
nuggets to the brain pop fucking corn
Shapow bitch wow been had
Naw nigga I'm just lying my nigga I be
Got income tax swag, that income tax swag
bad dame in my lap I just cop her a bag
Got that income tax swag, that income tax
That bad dame in my lap I cop her a bag

2:]
I'm a it all now muthafuck a later
to a mink
And sum diamond gators
Car with a TV in it, maid and a too
So what nigga rented right gone have to do
I'm a take it all me when I'm gone bitch it's gone to
Who cares when the kids get
better figure out what they gone do
Cause right now I got it
Nigga about you
Broke ass worth nothing
I can buy in twos
a long time ago
My was just like you
But we ain't talking the past
about right now my dude
Cause I be broke
But right now I got
Nah, nigga I'm lyin, you know that I be
Got income tax swag, that income tax swag
That bad dame in my lap I cop her a bag
Got that income tax swag, income tax swag
That bad dame in my lap I cop her a bag