Luyện nghe bài hát Maybach (Remix)

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Cool, I just paint it
Ooh, bitch ate me too
BlocBoy crackin'?
I had to do shit

Ridin' in a mothafuckin'
My homie he out, he just did eight flat
Connect fronted some work, I ain't payed back
snitch should die, on God I hate rats
Ridin' in a mothafuckin'
My homie he fresh out, he just did eight
Connect fronted some work, I still ain't payed
Every snitch die, on God I hate rats

Cool, I just it blue
Ooh, your ate the crew
True, gang I it too
Do, what I to do
Ice, water just splash in the
I caught him in traffic on
I took his top off over some shit
600 start up
No response, I act I don't hear that
Told my bitch, bring a ya'll can share that
Head shot, aim, right where your at
New Glock, you right out your Air Max
AMIRI and Off White, I wear
on 'em blocks where you niggas scared at
Everywhere I go, my I wear that
Same club you front in, you end up at
I'm sober [?], where the at
I'm not tryna go the feds at
You jackin' my bro 'til I dead
Don or Tee Grizz' send a head tap
I bought a with my first check
And I even went to work yet
Catch an opp and his shirt wet
How New sound, yeah I heard Flex
BlocBoy my Grape
Now I got the talking 'bout my tapes
Scrap you in the box, I'm gaining weight
up on the plug, I ain't tryna wait
New with the straps
my niggas Fats, send another batch
She me head and get a cab
come outside and get a bag
I ain't talkin' the dance, when me and Wiz did the dab
I kids in her mouth, she had your kids and you mad
We got a in the South, and bought some whips with the cash
I got a stick in my bag, you I'm unzippin' it fast

Ridin' in a Maybach
My homie he fresh out, he just did flat
Connect fronted some work, I still ain't payed
Every snitch should die, on God I rats
in a mothafuckin' Maybach
My homie he fresh out he just did eight
fronted some work, I still ain't payed back
Every snitch should die, on God I rats

BlocBoy, my
I fuck with the Rover, you know what I
It's season, my nigga
Big boy toys and shit that, blue lights, you dig?
like first-class in the backseat

My homie he out, he just did eight flat
Every snitch should die, on God I rats