Luyện nghe bài hát MsPacman

Ms.
She don't do no trappin
her nigga got a sack, man
Ms.
I told woman on my back, man
Yellow diamonds Pacman
Ms,
You can tell the way she
she know I got a pack in
Ms.
I told that on my back, man
like I got the package.
Ms.

that pussy and cook me pancakes
Every mornin I wake
It's orange juice and steak
Niggas relate if they ain't never had a Pacman
thing as bent woman rollin with a bent man
When I'm outta she wait for me to come in with the weight
Ms. that top bitch the one they love to hate
She get on top and take her and then she do it slow
Ms Pacman got a hundred ten Jackie-O
Super thick, fine, on my
Ms. Pacman the of a dime
thick, fine, on my sideline
a dope bitch the definition of a dime

[Jackie-O
Jumpin outta paper tags, blowin purp
I take my home home and get my Louis that'd hurt 'em
up baby, cautious
I'm a
If you ain't
point me to your bossman
So I can do it
You niggas servin onions like you niggas whoppers
Roll me up a blunt of kush and tell me: "baby, that"
He got my kitchen table lookin a meth lab
Five thousand pocket change, for my pocket book
'Cause my top so fire hard that I gotta cook
I sit there lookin gorgeous while he whippin up his
Another 28 will put Giussepe's on my feet

[Gucci Verse]
Now my partner the a long pass and Gucci caught it
Started highsteppin as I touched the 40 (yeeeaahhhh)
The defense was up
My quarter tossed it
We still scored six 'cause we good blockin
It's six pounds yet the bird still dirty
The trap hall of to retire my jersey
I her Ms. Pacman but she's not workin
Ass soft can't do no servin
An ass like that she be no virgin
She like a Dolphins cheerleader in person
Ms. Pacman talk that often
Her nigga make moves so she know to keep
And just like a cell I don't see her often
Don't know the trunk'll slam that of hers in a coffin
And just a cell I don't see her that often
Don't who's trunk is bigger, man hers or the dunk