Luyện nghe bài hát Maybach Music II

Realest shit I ever wrote chilling in my
Whatever I send out I'ma make back
Can you believe it, whoa you see it
I don't on going broke put that on my Maybach
Cause I'm in it to win now niggas take that
Listen to my Maybach music, to my Maybach

Martin the King Jr.
Starting, all that stuntin' is gonna ya
B.I. was alive he had a two tone
the Grey Poupon
Anything yay on
Will
Cause I am the shit and this is my
Uh oh they go
about how ya boy clothes extra tight
I remember that my limelight extra bright
I hit the strip club and girls get hype,
You hit the strip club and girls turn dyke
We who not getting no sex tonight
And a lap dance will probably be a right.
So all the you talking dead, coffin
the weed coughing, new crib loftin'
Where it's at? Austin, that? Texas
What's in front? Benz's, else? Lexus
Well who's is this? Mr. West's

Realest I ever wrote chilling in my Maybach
Whatever I out homie I'ma make back
Can you believe it, you gotta see it
I don't plan on going put that on my Maybach
Cause I'm in it to win now niggas take that
Listen to my Maybach music, to my music

Boss!
Kush like petroleum
Crib custodians
in all shades
These erodium
Use to be the
call it oh low
Now I got so horses
Bitches call me
5762 tell me how ya move
Yea you know I got both,
Beat ass black and blue
I was getting pretty women
Now I scoop Emmy winners like litter
Any winter Fendi like a slender nigga
Looking in the I can see the real contender
Celery for even Gregory I'm on my
So what the fuck is ya telling me other your gender
I'm a and I'm riding like a small fault,
make your wheels and ride 'til they fall off yea Ross!

Realest shit I wrote chilling in my Maybach
Whatever I send out homie I'ma back
Can you believe it, you gotta see it
I don't plan on going broke put that on my
Cause I'm in it to win now niggas take that
Listen to my Maybach music, to my music

alright,
All Maybach
I'm in the asshole
Classy as a still gutter like a bad bowl
Benjamin Franklin on x how the row
That's right mill due like damn clothes
I eat ya too
We feel you
And we be strapping up like the navy do
Sweet as banana every time I peel through,
Fresher than will and uncle Phil too
T-V in the Maybach in traffic,
I'm on my like tough acting Tinactin
I'm running this
You try tackling,
Lil Wayne in one immaculate,
You see the Biggie, you see the Jay, the in him,
The Kurt Cobain, the Andre three
And I'm back to doing shit like I do sing Maybach music

Realest shit I ever wrote in my Maybach
I send out homie I'ma make back
Can you believe it, you gotta see it
I don't plan on broke put that on my Maybach
Cause I'm in it to win now niggas take that
Listen to my Maybach music, to my Maybach