Luyện nghe bài hát MFs Mad Pt. 2

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

[Verse 1: of 300]
I be fly I die like
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 Lauren and everythin'
Still bills by the hundred
You know shit doesn't change, yeah
Fell in still with em'
Kano, I hit 'em
Won't be no to forgive 'em
They mad and they all the symptoms
Prayin' don't tip 'em or I'll to fill a prescription
bitch tryna get her skirt lifted
You prolly wonder why she
Cause she follow me like an
While I sauce like a chef in a kitchen
mad, they soo fuckin' sad
It's soo fuckin' funny, but make me laugh
still on my lap, you still'll get blast
I the .12, I still hit the gas
I'm stealin' the stash, I'm on my way
Clockin' that money like I the cab
But bitch I'm an uber, get in the way of a shooter
Cause your sign will be your last
Pow! pow!

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

[Verse 2: of 300]
Strapped up in the whip with my
Don't get pic on the news
Just spent rent on my shoes
like I went to the moon
I got polo on my
Run up, this go off
These know I'm a boss
They know I'm with sauce
I get dough on the
Like my pockets, I'm up
Dress wingin' like the
Two ahead of ya
My bad as angelica
Bitch I've been poppin', no up
bitch, she frantic
She down, I call her titanic
Blue on me like captain
Fuck nigga, panic
That on me no mechanic
Klay Thompson heat no ceramic
If it no polo, then I'm rockin' my logo
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 in slowmo
Then roll up like a
slick in a photo
But once I nail 'em like flow jo
Bet you they play no more though
Then back to that dough,