Luyện nghe bài hát Make Love

[Intro: Minaj & Gucci Mane]
Uh,
make love, love, love

[Verse 1: Gucci
of the skreets
And when these suckas see me, should bow to my feet
And kiss the ground
I look at the beef
That childish to me
Two hundred to see me
And it's sold out for weeks
Can't shoulders with me
stones in my choker are 2 karats apiece
Look like to me
Damn, who than me?
You think he than me?
You bipolar than me
You crazy
I'm tryna book Beyoncé for my day
I'm the of nigga, spend a million on a wedding cake
Niggas hate, but
They hate to see ya
I left out the gym
I'm to take a swim and meditate
Woo!
Now it's to celebrate
Ask me why I'm
I say, "'Cause I two mil' a day"
And I might take your bitch and pay her
That's how I feel
And I just wanna
Don't wanna chill, that's how I today

Gucci Mane]
I'm makin' money like I'm sweet love
I wanna make love, love,
She say the money make her make love
make love, love, love, huh

[Verse 2: Minaj]
Ay yo, ain't talkin' housewives, but I'm in the
First I'ma her, then I'ma torch her
Then torture her, then I'ma off her
A million dollars for a show, made their off-er
Go against Nicki, it's gon' ya
'Cause now it's fuck ya, ya
I rep where they listen to a bunch of Nas
I'm a yes and these bitches is a bunch of
to win a gunfight with a bunch of knives
I win, get off the bench and give a of fives
I see her
I'm the greatest, no Kendrick and no Sia
I'm the iPhone, you the
Everybody know you jealous, bitch it's so
Tell them bum ass bitches to play their
She see my ass every time she scroll
I got it in the can,
career gon' be with Anna Nicole
Witcha face
She ain't eatin' but I swear she got some bum ass
Text her man like, "Dawg, how bum ass taste?"
Pay your rent! And stay in bum ass place
Oooohhh, oh you the qu-e-e-the of this here?
One platinum plaque, flopped, bitch, where? (bitch, where?)
Hahaha,
I took two bars off to laugh
You see, rabbit, to be the queen of rap
You gotta sell records, you get plaques
S, plural the S on my chest
Now sit your down
You got an F on test

[Chorus: Gucci
I'm makin' money like I'm makin' love
I wanna love, love, love
She say the money her wanna make love
make love, love, love, huh

[Outro: Gucci
I love to see the money up
Hope we don't ever, ever break up (up)
make love, love, love