Luyện nghe bài hát Maybach Music III

(T.I.)
My is flawless
a hundred thou aint allowed
Maybach triple white like I'm riding in a
no on my seats,
you gon' need a towel
ride sexy through the city see me you be aroused
my so well endowed
pull b-tches M.I.A. to A.T.L. in style
and in crowds catch me in
on the strip in
chillin' fillin faces with babies
b-tch yo' tongue,
just ain't a Mercedes,
tell the A.T.F. I'm riding another 380,
my car costs,
y'all I would fall off,
that was just a loss,
we can have a off,
fly to N.Y. me at the Waldorf,
the 'n' architecture Victorian,
ridin' in the like you're drivin' a Delorean,
hard times never of those,
in the back, my feet up,
get my sucked,
the curtains closed,
and for the kid,
my final is,
how yo' b-tch gon' feel in that you two pull up next to this?

MAYBACH N-GGA!

(Erykah Badu)[Chorus]
knows,
how the goes,
and the clothes,
they come and go,
but guess who the same,
they see the name,
real slow,
where your roll,

(Jadakiss)
Yo the that I'm blowin' on's f-cking up the ozone,
plus I a d-pe line similar to Cold Stone's (uh),
Ice cream (uh), pipe
is what they when I pull up in that light thing (yeah),
I put a hurtin' on, I got the drawn,
whoever ain't sh-ted on, I'm squirtin' on,
I'm in 6 duece' 57's for the health,
in the trunk, 45 for the belt,
bunch of wax dummies all you guys melt,
live for kids, die for yourself,
in the sky if you ride for the wealth,
p's on the block,
on the shelf,
if i in the back of the bach,
I ain't in else
I'm somthin' else.

(Rick Ross)
Uh,
uhhh,
please,
I came alive a moff in the Summer time,
Japanese wheel all samurai,
shine brighter than them on the other side,
to make a blind mother f-cker recognize,
amunition got the nonexistent,
had the bubble but didn't have a pot to piss in,
double that how dare you try to knock a n-gga,
street graduated, no father figure,
still chrome, check my chromisomes,
meet me halfway with things and a home,
money machines yeah rrring like a mobile phone,
I'm a seven-up but need a loan,
I'm in the hood I'm James Evans,
hand-made sweater,
me and got a vendetta,
lookin' back to tell the I could'a did betta,
never had a good job,
now its American Express cards,
uh,

{Maybach

ROZAY!