Luyện nghe bài hát Ms

1]
What's this I see?, niggas act like G's
Got A$AP, got with me
It's a new day, no Eyed Peas
That's that shit, mhm mhm, yeah, that shit
(You ain't got no Flacko in Serato?)
Mothafucka better that shit
Niggas quarts of the Clicquot
Bitches raw of the kilos
makes sales of the flico
She knows, went to ATL for my
'Member, I ain't ever have no
Now I got a penthouse and a home
Back when I was rockin' (2 Chainz!!!)
I was trappin' off at like three phones
Me and Yams the plan
Then I myself and I gave myself advance
Way before I myself
I'd like to thank myself I made myself the man
like lately I ain't myself
I'd rather hang myself I play myself
I tell her, "throw on the with the pinstripes"
Know the one that fit the booty all tight, that's right
Yeah, you shit, mhm, mhm, yeah, move that shit
Frontin' you did it for the fellas
Get all the bitches jealous you do that shit
But my is gold, the rest is froze
Sex and hoes, best of
and girls, perpetual
Sippin' slow, Texas
Comma, I'm decimals
and get faded
I'm surprised that we it
Young niggas know the sky's the
All I ever do is chill and get shaded
Chill and get
Shit, I'm surprised that we it
stress overrated
All I ever do is chill and get shaded

I wanna see you it all off
And she just wanna it harder
And we just end up taking
impress with them diamonds though, them diamonds

Talkin' M's
bout M's, nigga, M's
Make 'em talk about, 'em talk about M's
Nigga, bout M's
Nigga, bout M's
Nigga, bout M's
'em talk about, talkin' bout M's, nigga
Talkin' M's

2]
It's like lately all I seem to think about is M's,
Talkin' M's
See the same all up in my bank account
M's, nigga, 'bout M's
And my YouTube account say the amount
M's, nigga, talkin' M's
go in, go ham like Em
Flacko do him, tell them 'bout them
But I don't trip though
Bruh bruh, yeah I'm really with the shits
My my, I get hypnotized when them go by
Those tits, thighs (right)
You that shit mhm, mhm, yeah, do shit
Do it like you got a to prove to any chick
Any dudes you that bitch
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