Luyện nghe bài hát Maison Margiela

We go to and we changing the weather
Sleep with the choppa, I got all on my (Ni Ni Nigga)
A cool billion you see us together (Whoop Whoop)
I'm still in designer forever

on some Maison Margielas
Freeband Gang, we the new
You started making million now they you worship the devil
We it pimpin' give a bitch to my brother
So you should struggle you come from the gotta (Whoop)
I love to grind cause stones of Rosetta
You keep it silent and think you the devil (Yeah Yeah)
Spent five on a cashmere sweater

We go to and we changing the weather
with the choppa, I got all on my bezels (Ni Ni Nigga)
A billion when you see us together (Whoop Whoop)
I'm standing in designer forever (Freeband Gang)
I went to and fucked up some change (Whoo Whoop)
That shit nothing to me, I fucked up the game (Turn Up, Turn Up)
They got my prints it's no one to blame (Ay Fuck 'Em)
My family on me, I'm slanging cocaine (I swear)
I called the plug and I straight to the pot (I swear)
I did a dounut I turned out the lot (Skirt!)
I'm in Margielas that ain't know I rock
I'm blowing money, and I'm never gone (Future)

1500 on Maison Margielas
Freeband Gang, we the new
You making million now they think you worship the devil
We keep it pimpin' give a to my brother
So you should struggle when you come from the (Whoop)
I love to grind cause stones of Rosetta
You keep it silent and they you the devil (Yeah Yeah)
five thousand on a cashmere sweater

I'm Kareem, Jay and (Yeah)
Put 'em (Whoop)
I'm Larry Byrd, and MJ (Yeah)
ball forever (Ball)
And the way a hustle, it's like I got a vendetta (Yeah Yeah)
It's so many shooters in my (What)
ready to get creamed
Bitch, I'd a let it off
I got Soda (Baking Soda)
You to let us ride off
And shoot up a house
I burnt the off this whip, I'm at the gate letting it snart
But I diamonds on my wrist
So I need them out
Ain't enough amount of money to me change where I'm from
I take a half a fucking pound and put it in my lungs
I'm moving on and nothing but Louie Vuitton, sippin' that main
Like it's Don Pierre,

1500 on some Maison
Gang, we the new Roc-A-Fellas
You started making now they think you worship the devil
We it pimpin' give a bitch to my brother
So you should struggle when you come from the (Whoop)
I love to grind cause these of Rosetta
You it silent and they think you the devil (Yeah Yeah)
Spent thousand on a cashmere sweater.