Luyện nghe bài hát Maybach Music III

(T.I.)
My is flawless
under a hundred aint allowed
Maybach triple white I'm riding in a cloud
no on my seats,
baby you gon' need a
sexy through the city see me you will be aroused
my bankroll so endowed
b-tches from M.I.A. to A.T.L. in style
and in catch me in town
on the in vegas
chillin' fillin b-tches' faces babies
b-tch yo' tongue,
this just a Mercedes,
tell the A.T.F. I'm riding another 380,
my car costs,
y'all I would fall off,
that was a small loss,
we can a ball off,
fly to N.Y. me at the Waldorf,
the story 'n' Victorian,
ridin' in the like you're drivin' a Delorean,
times never heard of those,
in the back, my feet up,
get my sucked,
with the closed,
and for the kid,
my question is,
how yo' b-tch gon' feel in that when you two pull up to this?

MAYBACH N-GGA!

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

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

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

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