Luyện nghe bài hát MFs Mad Pt. 2

[Hook: of 300]
Bitch, I'm still with swag
see polo and I sag
I got dough in the stash
Still keep that on my lap
hoe don't know how to act
You better I don't smash
Still that mufuckin' cash
That's why mufuckas mad
Bitch, I'm loaded with swag
Still see and I sag
I still got dough in the
Still keep poll on my lap
hoe don't know how to act
You hope I don't smash
gettin' that mufuckin' cash
That's why mufuckas mad

1: Talley of 300]
I be fly till I die
I just jumped out a plane,
I go and get the cash, why
You why it hasn't came yet
I fly naked in my chain (no homo)
In Ralph Lauren and
Still bills by the hundred
You know some shit doesn't change,
in before still with em'
Kano, I hit 'em
Won't be no to forgive 'em
mad and they show all the symptoms
Prayin' don't tip 'em or I'll to fill a prescription
Your bitch tryna get her skirt
You prolly wonder why she
Cause she follow me an attendant
While I drip sauce like a chef in a
Mofuckas mad, they soo sad
It's soo funny, but don't make me laugh
still on my lap, you still'll get blast
I the .12, I still hit the gas
I'm the stash, I'm still on my way
that money like I work the cab
But bitch I'm an uber, don't get in the way of a
Cause your first sign will be last
Pow! pow!

[Hook: of 300]
Bitch, I'm loaded with swag
Still see and I sag
I got dough in the stash
Still keep that on my lap
hoe don't know how to act
You better hope I smash
Still gettin' mufuckin' cash
That's why these mad
Bitch, I'm still loaded swag
Still see and I sag
I got dough in the stash
Still keep that on my lap
hoe don't know how to act
You better I don't smash
Still gettin' mufuckin' cash
That's why mufuckas mad

[Verse 2: Montana of
up in the whip with my goons
Don't get your pic on the
Just your rent on my shoes
Look like I went to the
I got polo on my
Run up, this go off
These bitches know I'm a
They know I'm drippin' with
I get dough on the
my pockets, I'm breaded up
Dress wingin' like the
Two ahead of ya
My bad as angelica
Bitch been poppin', no settin' up
bitch, she frantic
She went down, I call her
Blue on me like planet
Fuck nigga, panic
That on me no mechanic
Klay Thompson with no ceramic
If it ain't no polo, then I'm rockin' my
Pockets swoler bolo
I into my closet
See kicks than a dojo
Ya hoe all on my
shit, that's a no no
Hit ya corner in
Then up like a yoyo
Shot slick in a
But once I done nail 'em flow jo
Bet you they play no more though
Then to that dough, though