Luyện nghe bài hát Midas Touch (Rihanna Reference)

Ayy,
That new shit
new Rihanna shit

That new Rihanna shit
Bitches in the back don't like me though,
I don't know, they wanna be just like me though,
I bet you none of them would fight me though, why?

1]
I guess they know that cut a bitch
Boy, I'm already paid, money for the fuck of it
I'm on some shit
So if you fly, am I, do that make me the mothership?
Beat me up ho, they wanna see a down
his crown, we be up doe, yeah we be up ho!
Now hit the ground, bow to the sound
God

That new shit bump
in the back don't like me though, why?
I know, they wanna be just like me though, why?
I bet you of them bitches would fight me though, why?

2]
I guess they know I'll cut a ho
Yeah I up good but I'm still out to get her though
Don't this shit
You problem? Then meet me outside if you with the shit
I've where the players sit
A couple racks gone just to see hit the layup, shit
I be on nigga shit
But bitch, I'm way past rich
God

That new Rihanna shit
Bitches in the don't like me though, why?
I don't know, they wanna be like me though, why?
I bet you none of them would fight me though, why?

I guess they
Heard she hating though, feel no
I ain't fuck that bitch, no way
that shit to my face, no way
Bet we shut the place, no way
Bitches on me, no way
They ain't fucking me, no way
of fame, it ain't cheap, no way
I check the receipt, no way

3]
Cole World, used to stay off his
I sold out the Garden, I should play for the
Took a minutes and I sold out Staples
A nigga getting cream like an old-ass
But I ain't come to about all that paper
That's what they talk about when ain't got shit to say
Can't understand why niggas never got to do
You know they same shit, nigga, different day
I never that, no way
Cuz on the same day a doing different shit
Spit different flows, hit different
Let my Brixton hoes me fish n' chips
Why I do a lot of shows, I'm the that's it
Got doors, I just slit my wrists
sent you to the hoes, word to Cliff and Chris
If I fuck six bitches I got six

That new shit bump
Bitches in the don't like me though, why?
I know, they wanna be just like me though, why?
I bet you none of them would fight me though, why?

I they know
Heard she though, feel no ways
I ain't fuck with bitch, no way
Said shit to my face, no way
Bet we down the place, no way
stuntin' on me, no way
They ain't fucking me, no way
of fame, it ain't cheap, no way
I don't the receipt, no way

That new Rihanna bump
new Rihanna shit bump