Luyện nghe bài hát Ms

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

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

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

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