Luyện nghe bài hát Maybach Music Pt. 2

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

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

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

Boss!
Kush burn like
need custodians
Shades in all
made 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 I got them both,
Beat your ass black and
I was barely getting pretty
Now I Emmy winners like kitty litter
Any Fendi denim like 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 me other than your gender
I'm a boss and I'm riding like a fault,
Niggas make your wheels and ride they fall off yea Ross!

Realest shit I wrote chilling in my Maybach
Whatever I send out I'ma make back
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 can't take
Listen to my music, to my Maybach music

alright,
All black
I'm sitting in the
Classy as a mother still gutter a bad bowl
Benjamin Franklin on x how the row
That's right them mill due like clothes
I eat ya too
We don't you
And we be strapping up like the seal do
as banana split every time I peel through,
Fresher than will smith and Phil too
Watching T-V in the 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 shit like I do sing Maybach music

Realest I ever 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 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