Luyện nghe bài hát Maybach Music

What is this? music
I like Maybach music
Sweet!
Ha ha ha!

Come and take a
Come and a ride

Justice

57 years, yes!
for a D-Boy
Hand my mack 11 to the to record
Got the baddest women in the world for me to on
Double deck yacht, docked Boss, blowing up

incredible, it put me on a pedestal
Columbia to Mexico, I there was a better route
Look at me, a now
and bottles 'round
A Blood holla',
But the boys in blue, they 'em down

Gang-affiliated, colors prosecutors
'Cause the niggas I employed, name synonymous Mi-Yayo
that are mental, Maybach kind of mental
400 off the lot, the is monumental

Some things your money buy
Like Heaven in the sky, a better ride
In the rear, so many I hear
Tucked behind curtain, no to fear, Ross!
I'm higher than a
This music, designer shit I wear
May cause you to it

Close your and inhale the smoke
Maybach music, the realest shit I wrote, nigga
5 ounces, a toke
Of this Maybach music, the realest shit I
Boss!

Young!
it then!

Black Maybach, white seas, black
Remind me of Paul McCartney and Mike
You know, The Girl Is
Life's A Bitch, so The World Is Mine
The six-deuce long, the are drawn
Perfectly like a Picasso, and Rocco's
I'm a major player, in Vegas at the Palazzo
said it was not so

Certain things that can't buy
being this fly
'Til then, I'm gonna' ride
I'm like with better transportation
On the to the riches, reach my Final Destination
And the lair, closer to a
Say a Prayer, I get ta' see her
When I disappear from here, baby,

But I don't see the ending these millionaire lenses
Just the Two M's on the
The partition roof, and Humador
Where refrigerators, Ace of Spades, or two I store

story, my closet is like two stories
Straight to the happy ending, 'cause I don't do
Shawn Corey, rap
The is bananas, peel back
You that?
Young! C'mon!

Realest shit I ever wrote, in my Maybach
8-track episodes, doing this since way back
Since way back, since way
8-track episodes, doing this since way back!
Realest shit I ever wrote, in my Maybach
8-track episodes, been this since way back
Since way back, way back
8-track episodes, doing this since way back!

Boss!
Can't be now
We got too cake

pinching pennies, while I'm muscling for meals
And that muscle be muzzle, when I stuff it in your grill
shells, thanks to crack, I crack
Crab and lobsters, not all
Imposters, got cha!

Boy, I got an eagle view, slanted on my
Can only stay a or two, so many people out for me
I bulletproofed the
Got a killer's
Holding on mack 11, Machiavelli premonition

Waiting on my Knight
One nation under God, since I a thug's life
Guess I gotta play my
Never will I die, my name
The hustle for young killers coming the other side

Some things your can't buy
Like Heaven in the sky, even a better
I'm large, my car
Menagin' black broads, for frauds
I'm large, my fat rocks
I see the kill in the of hip-hop
up on the car, you get popped, mopped and dropped
I'm the Boss!