Luyện nghe bài hát Maybach Music Pt. 2

Realest shit I ever chilling in my Maybach
Whatever I send out homie I'ma make
Can you believe it, 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 take
Listen to my music, to my Maybach music

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

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

Boss!
burn like petroleum
Crib need
in all shades
These made
Use to be the
call it oh low
Now I got so many
call me Polo
5762 tell me how ya wanna
Yea you I got them both,
Beat ass black and blue
I was barely getting pretty
Now I Emmy winners like kitty litter
Any winter Fendi denim like a nigga
in the mirror I can see the real contender
Celery for even Gregory I'm on my
So what the fuck is ya telling me other than gender
I'm a boss and I'm riding like a fault,
Niggas make your wheels and 'til they fall off yea Ross!

Realest shit I wrote chilling in my Maybach
Whatever I send out I'ma make back
Can you it, whoa 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 that
Listen to my music, to my Maybach music

alright,
All black
I'm sitting in the
as a mother still gutter like 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
Sweet as banana split time I peel through,
Fresher than will smith and Phil too
T-V in the Maybach in traffic,
I'm on my feet like 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 stacks
And I'm back to doing shit like I do sing Maybach music

Realest shit I ever wrote in my Maybach
Whatever I out homie I'ma make back
Can you it, whoa you gotta see it
I plan on going broke 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