Luyện nghe bài hát MFs Mad Pt. 2

[Hook: Montana of
Bitch, I'm still loaded swag
see polo and I sag
I got dough in the stash
Still that poll on my lap
Your hoe know how to act
You better hope I smash
Still gettin' mufuckin' cash
That's why mufuckas mad
Bitch, I'm loaded with swag
Still see and I sag
I got dough in the stash
Still keep that on my lap
Your hoe know how to act
You better hope I smash
Still that mufuckin' cash
That's why mufuckas mad

[Verse 1: 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
Though I fly naked in my (no homo)
In Ralph Lauren and
Still bills by the hundred
You some shit doesn't change, yeah
Fell in before with em'
Kano, I hit 'em
Won't be no to forgive 'em
They mad and they show all the
Prayin' don't tip 'em or I'll have to a prescription
Your tryna get her skirt lifted
You wonder why she trippin'
Cause she me like an attendant
While I drip like a chef in a kitchen
Mofuckas mad, they soo sad
It's soo fuckin' funny, but don't make me
It's still on my lap, you still'll get
I the .12, I still hit the gas
I'm the stash, I'm still on my way
Clockin' that like I work the cab
But I'm an uber, don't get in the way of a shooter
Cause your sign will be your last
Pow! pow!

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

2: Montana of 300]
Strapped up in the whip with my
Don't get pic on the news
Just your rent on my shoes
Look like I to the moon
I got polo on my
Run up, poll'll go off
These bitches I'm a boss
know I'm drippin' with sauce
I get on the regular
Like my pockets, I'm up
Dress wingin' the predator
Two steps of ya
My bitch bad as
Bitch I've poppin', no settin' up
bitch, she frantic
She went down, I call her
Blue on me captain planet
Fuck nigga, don't
That on me no mechanic
Thompson with heat no ceramic
If it ain't no polo, then I'm rockin' my
Pockets swoler than
I walk into my
See more kicks than a
Ya hoe all on my
shit, that's a no no
Hit ya corner in
Then roll up like a
slick in a photo
But once I done 'em like flow jo
Bet you they won't no more though
back to that dough, though