Luyện nghe bài hát Maybach Music III

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

MAYBACH N-GGA!

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

(Jadakiss)
Yo the piff that I'm blowin' on's up the ozone,
plus I keep a line similar to Cold Stone's (uh),
Ice cream (uh), dreams
is what they have when I pull up in light thing (yeah),
I put a on, I got the curtains drawn,
whoever ain't 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 dummies all you guys 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'
ahaha I'm else.

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

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