Luyện nghe bài hát Midas Touch (Rihanna Reference)

Ayy,
new Rihanna shit
That new shit

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

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

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

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

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

I guess know
she hating though, feel no ways
I fuck with that bitch, no way
Said that to my face, no way
Bet we down the place, no way
stuntin' on me, no way
They ain't with me, no way
of fame, it ain't cheap, no way
I check the receipt, no way

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

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

I they know
Heard she though, feel no ways
I ain't with that 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 with me, no way
of fame, it ain't cheap, no way
I don't the receipt, no way

That new shit bump
That new shit bump