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 it, whoa you gotta see it
I don't on going broke put that on my Maybach
Cause I'm in it to win now niggas can't that
Listen to my Maybach music, to my music

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

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

Boss!
Kush burn petroleum
need custodians
Shades in all
These erodium
Use to be the
Hoes it oh low
Now I got so many
call me Polo
5762 tell me how ya move
Yea you know I got both,
Beat ass black and blue
I was barely getting women
Now I Emmy winners like kitty litter
Any winter Fendi denim a slender nigga
Looking in the mirror I can see the contender
Celery for even I'm on my dinner
So what the fuck is ya telling me other your gender
I'm a boss and I'm riding a small fault,
Niggas make your wheels and ride 'til fall off yea Ross!

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

alright,
All black
I'm sitting in the
Classy as a mother gutter like a bad bowl
Franklin on x how the cash row
That's right mill due like damn clothes
I eat ya too
We feel you
And we be strapping up the navy seal do
Sweet as banana every time I peel through,
Fresher than smith and uncle Phil too
T-V in the Maybach in traffic,
I'm on my feet like tough 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 stacks
And then I'm back to doing shit like I do sing music

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