Luyện nghe bài hát Monopoly

The Hybrid on Papaya
give you niggas bronchitis, what you write is all vagina
What I is Wall of China
Nigga great like eighths of Grape Ape
stuffed in my suitcase
Ready to hit the studio and shit all on mixtape
Nah, literally, all on your mixtape
Wipe with the credits, leave stains on the case
In just two takes, dog, the get souffléd
You're hiding something like a
Truthfully, my friend,
You gon' get exposed like an model
And to me your label like one of them pageant mommas
So guess who's the little That's you
You must a lot of dick, that's true
I with issues and pistols
Mind racing like Bristol heart of
My nigga, you ain't been what I through
And if so, take a pencil through your temple
Cause I served fiends on they menstrual
Ain't even have pads, stuffed panties with tissue
Hit the ave cause they mouth bleeding
And your style's like fried chicken the seasoning
Nigga, that's bland fuck you up and ya
I you like a bitch, nigga, that's open-hand
you and your tough talk
When I monopolize I throw ass off the boardwark
Fag, you ain't play but always at the ball park?
Type of nigga rocking Crocs at the fucking
Drunk like Stallworth, in the fiend car
Get flicked, guess what? I'm running this fiend car
I know a dirty and got the hammer
But kush got me high like Pac bandanna

I'm a smart nigga that do shit
In your baby momma crib, not after I piss
I'm Bueller with Frank Muellers, you blank shooters
On stank hooters, I'm in sipping wine cooler
Mind ruler, sort of hypnotism
That's why these white bitches wanna get him
I smack it, flip it, Mike Bivins
But to me your flow's Ronny DeVoe's
My hoes got toes in expensive high
Your hoes' is fucked--beauty supply sandals?
Handle any
I smoke to the face to stay motivated
Irritated I'm not sedated
Fuck her like I was obligated
And still fucking them freak hoes
pussy smelling like Cool Ranch Doritos