Luyện nghe bài hát Ms

1]
What's this I see?, niggas tryna act G's
Got A$AP, got Fergy me
It's a new day, no Black Eyed
That's that shit, mhm mhm, yeah, that's shit
(You ain't got no Flacko in Serato?)
Mothafucka better flash that
Niggas quarts of the Clicquot
sniff raw of the kilos
Flacko sales of the flico
She knows, to ATL for my C-Note
'Member, I ain't ever have no
Now I got a and a beach home
Back when I was rockin' (2 Chainz!!!)
I was trappin' off at least like three
Me and Yams the plan
Then I myself and I gave myself advance
Way before I became
I'd like to thank myself I made myself the man
like lately I ain't myself
I'd rather hang myself before I myself
I tell her, "throw on the dress the pinstripes"
Know the one that fit the all skin tight, that's right
Yeah, you shit, mhm, mhm, yeah, move that shit
Frontin' you did it for the fellas
Get all the bitches when you do that shit
But my neck is gold, the 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 the limit
All I ever wanna do is and get shaded
and get faded
Shit, I'm surprised we made it
Nowadays overrated
All I wanna do is chill and get shaded

I see you take it all off
And she just wanna make it
And we end up taking longer
Can't impress with diamonds though, them diamonds

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

2]
It's like lately all I seem to about is M's, nigga
Talkin' M's
See the same all up in my bank account
M's, nigga, talkin' M's
And my YouTube account say the amount
M's, nigga, 'bout M's
Finna go in, go ham Em
Flacko do him, tell them worry them
But I even trip though
bruh, yeah I'm really with the shits though
My my, I get hypnotized when hips go by
Those tits, thighs (right)
You that mhm, mhm, yeah, do that shit
Do it like you got a to prove to any chick
Any dudes that you that
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