Luyện nghe bài hát Maybach Music

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

Come and take a
Come and take a

Justice

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

incredible, it put me on a pedestal
Columbia to Mexico, I figure there was a better
at me, a model now
Models and bottles
A Blood holla',
But the boys in blue, they shot 'em

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

Some things money can't buy
Like Heaven in the sky, a better ride
In the rear, so instruments I hear
behind curtain, no sign to fear, Ross!
I'm higher a leer
Maybach music, designer shit I wear
May cause you to it

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

Young!
it then!

Black Maybach, white seas, piping
Remind me of McCartney and Mike fighting
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, Rembrandts and
I'm a player, 40-40's in Vegas at the Palazzo
They it was not so

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

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

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

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

Boss!
Can't be now
We got too much

They pinching pennies, while I'm for meals
And that muscle be that muzzle, 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, on my balcony
Can only stay a week or two, so people out for me
I bulletproofed the
Got a intuition
Holding on that 11, Machiavelli premonition

Waiting on my Knight
One under God, since I chose a thug's life
Guess I play my part
Never I die, my name symbolize
The hustle for young killers coming from the side

Some your money can't buy
Like in the sky, even a better ride
I'm large, my car
Menagin' black broads, massage for
I'm livin' large, my fat
I see the kill in the field of
Runnin' up on the car, you get popped, and dropped
I'm the Boss!