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

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

Realest shit I ever chilling in my Maybach
I send out homie I'ma make back
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 take
Listen to my music, to my Maybach music

Boss!
Kush burn petroleum
Crib custodians
Shades in all
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,
Beat your ass black and
I was getting pretty women
Now I scoop Emmy like kitty litter
Any Fendi denim like a slender nigga
Looking in the I can see the real contender
Celery for even I'm on my dinner
So what the fuck is ya telling me other than your
I'm a boss and I'm riding like a fault,
Niggas your wheels and ride 'til 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 going broke put on my Maybach
Cause I'm in it to win now niggas can't take
Listen to my Maybach music, to my music

alright,
All black
I'm sitting in the
Classy as a mother gutter like a bad bowl
Franklin on x how the cash 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 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 this shit
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 doing shit like I do Maybach music

shit 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 broke put on my Maybach
Cause I'm in it to win now niggas can't that
Listen to my Maybach music, to my Maybach