Luyện nghe bài hát Maybach

Sosa 808 got bitch knockin', nigga, ayy

I jump out of the Maybach, flops and a wave cap
I got all my chains on, but they like, "Where your at?"
Bitch, why you worried? I'm flexin' on (Yeah)
Killers in my (Yeah), two straps on me, Urkel (Fire)

by the beam, bitch, we tote a lot of things (Yeah)
Young eatin', watch me floss my flawless teeth, uh (Yeah)
Benz limousine, killed the scene, uh
Summertime fine, she sip wine, I sip lean,
I get dough, Krispy Kreame (Dough), bitch, this hustlin' in my
Grandma house with collard greens, yeah, you know boy was eatin' (Glizzock)
I been pimpin' since a teen, you tell? Look at my rings (Bitch)
And I'm only 21, near milly worth of bling, yeah
I just pulled up McLaren, got these starin' (Starin')
Doors up, eye (What?), can't park it so I land it
Bad bitch bandit, I want her so I it (Come here)
I it look like magic, yeah, watch me Shaq Attack it (Yeah)

I out of the Maybach, Gucci flops and a wave cap (Glizzock)
I got all my chains on, but they like, "Where shirt at?" (What?)
Bitch, why you worried? I'm on purpose (Yeah)
Killers in my circle, two on me, Urkel (Fire, fire)

Ooh, alley-oop, I pass bitch right to the crew, yeah
Feel like Uncle Luke, I make these how they boobs, yeah
Creepin' with boo around 2, and the coupe go two somethin'
Yeah, bitch I be drippy, I be shit, I'm gruesome (Drip)
Just hopped out of the
as fuck, where my shades at?
Eighty in my Louis bag, can't call this a purse,
TSA big racks, they like, "Where you work at?"
And I don't want no verses, man, these niggas too (The fuck?)
Cappin' and they fraud, on God, yeah (On God), uh
Lil' nigga livin' extra (Large), on God (On God)
And you know I that carbon in my car, yeah, on God (Fire)
In that big body, sometimes hard to park it, on God,

I jump out of the Maybach, Gucci and a wave cap
I got all my chains on, but they like, "Where your at?" (Yeah)
Bitch, why you worried? (Bitch), I'm flexin' on (Flex)
in my circle, two straps on me, Urkel (Fire)