Luyện nghe bài hát MFs Mad Pt. 2

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

[Verse 1: of 300]
I be fly till I die
I just out a plane, yeah
I go and get the cash, why
You why it hasn't came yet
Though I fly naked in my (no homo)
In Lauren and everythin'
Still bills by the hundred
You know shit doesn't change, yeah
in before still with em'
Kano, I hit 'em
Won't be no time to '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 wonder why she trippin'
Cause she follow me an attendant
While I drip sauce like a in a kitchen
Mofuckas mad, soo fuckin' sad
It's soo funny, but don't make me laugh
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' 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 still with swag
see polo and I sag
I still got in the stash
keep that poll on my lap
Your hoe don't how to act
You better hope I smash
Still 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 that poll on my lap
Your hoe don't how to act
You better I don't smash
gettin' that mufuckin' cash
That's why mufuckas mad

[Verse 2: of 300]
Strapped up in the whip with my
Don't get your pic on the
spent your rent on my shoes
Look I went to the moon
I got on my draws
Run up, this go off
These know I'm a boss
They I'm drippin' with sauce
I get dough on the
Like my pockets, I'm up
Dress wingin' like the
Two steps of ya
My bad as angelica
Bitch I've poppin', no settin' up
bitch, she frantic
She down, I call her titanic
Blue on me like planet
nigga, don't panic
That on me no mechanic
Klay Thompson heat no ceramic
If it ain't no polo, then I'm my logo
Pockets swoler than
I walk my closet
See more kicks than a
Ya hoe all on my
shit, that's a no no
Hit ya in slowmo
Then roll up like a
Shot in a photo
But once I done 'em like flow jo
Bet you they play no more though
Then to that dough, though