Luyện nghe bài hát Maybach Music Pt. 2

Realest shit I 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 broke put on my Maybach
Cause I'm in it to win now niggas take that
Listen to my Maybach music, to my music

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

Realest shit I ever 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 on my Maybach
Cause I'm in it to win now can't take that
to my Maybach music, to my Maybach music

Boss!
Kush like petroleum
Crib need
in all shades
These made
Use to be the
Hoes it oh low
Now I got so many
Bitches me Polo
5762 me how ya wanna move
Yea you I got them both,
your ass black and blue
I was barely getting women
Now I scoop Emmy winners like kitty
Any winter Fendi denim a slender nigga
Looking in the mirror I can see the real
for even Gregory I'm on my dinner
So what the fuck is ya telling me other your gender
I'm a boss and I'm like a small fault,
Niggas make your wheels and ride 'til fall off yea Ross!

Realest shit I ever wrote chilling in my
Whatever I send out homie I'ma make
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
to my Maybach music, to my Maybach music

alright,
All Maybach
I'm sitting in the
Classy as a mother still like a bad bowl
Franklin on x how the cash row
That's right them due like damn clothes
I eat ya too
We don't you
And we be strapping up the navy seal do
Sweet as banana split every time I through,
Fresher than smith and uncle Phil too
Watching T-V in the in traffic,
I'm on my feet tough acting Tinactin
I'm running this
You try tackling,
Lil in one word immaculate,
You see the Biggie, you see the Jay, the in him,
The Kurt Cobain, the Andre three
And then I'm back to shit like I do sing Maybach music

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