Luyện nghe bài hát Maybach Music Pt. 2

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

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

shit I ever wrote chilling in my Maybach
Whatever I send out homie I'ma 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 take that
Listen to my music, to my Maybach music

Boss!
Kush like petroleum
Crib need
Shades in all
These made
Use to be the
call it oh low
Now I got so many
Bitches me Polo
5762 tell me how ya move
Yea you I got them both,
your ass black and blue
I was barely getting women
Now I scoop winners like kitty litter
Any winter Fendi denim like a slender
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 riding like a fault,
Niggas make your and ride 'til they fall off yea Ross!

shit I ever wrote chilling in my Maybach
Whatever I send out homie make back
Can you believe it, whoa you 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 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 them mill due like damn clothes
I eat ya too
We don't you
And we be strapping up the navy seal do
Sweet as split every time I peel through,
Fresher than will smith and uncle too
T-V in the Maybach 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 Cobain, the Andre three stacks
And I'm back to doing shit like I do sing Maybach music

Realest shit I ever chilling in my Maybach
Whatever I send out homie I'ma back
Can you believe it, whoa you 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