Luyện nghe bài hát Maybach (Remix)

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Cool, I just it blue
Ooh, your ate me too
BlocBoy what's
I had to do this

Ridin' in a Maybach
My homie he fresh out, he just did flat
Connect some work, I still 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 should die, on God I hate rats

Cool, I just it blue
Ooh, bitch ate the crew
True, gang I it too
Do, what I to do
Ice, water just splash in the
I caught him in on Madison
I took his top off some Khalid shit
600 start up
No response, I act like I don't that
Told my bitch, bring a friend ya'll can that
shot, aim, right where your beard at
New Glock, you right out your Air Max
AMIRI and Off White, I wear
Slippers on 'em blocks where you scared at
I go, my jewelry I wear that
Same club you in, you end up dead at
I'm [?], where the meds at
I'm not tryna go where the at
You my bro 'til I dead that
Tell Don or Tee Grizz' a head tap
I a Rover with my first check
And I ain't even went to yet
Catch an opp and leave his wet
How New York sound, I heard Flex
BlocBoy that's my
Now I got the talking 'bout my tapes
Scrap you in the box, cause I'm weight
up on the plug, I ain't tryna wait
New Prada's the straps
Call my Fats, send another batch
She give me and get a cab
come outside and get a bag
I talkin' bout the dance, when me and Wiz did the dab
I left in her mouth, she had your kids and you mad
We got a crib in the South, and bought some whips with the
I got a stick in my bag, you play I'm it fast

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

BlocBoy, my
I fuck with the Rover, you know I mean?
Maybach season, my nigga
Big boy toys and shit like that, blue lights, you
Feel like first-class in the

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