Luyện nghe bài hát My Boy

Count me in,
Right
Nah, I'm
Yeah, bounce,
My boy, my boy
My boy, my boy, my boy
Yeah, here

Ay, look, uh, yeah, ok
Concrete day one
no time to make up
Ain't no time for hoe
Like baby, to a cup
Thank you for your services, all my haters
Be sure to leave your armour and your women
I give her back, I her
Poof, get here

I say congratulations, your old renovated
You lazy, my boy
Why you hatin', my
You bought her Commes des
She come and play your heart
I'm far from a popular
One of the hardest, no
And I saw your woman, I call her low like a Cardigan
her whatever you want
I got my up

In Beverly Hills, my ceilings like the Brothers
day one, Folarin been the same one
I up in them gogos most of them was afraid of
Now mo', say that
Now kill mo', say
But when wheel is a fortune, you near gotta say jack
Don't be too much
These niggas copy too

These niggas cardio crazy, chasing clout be tough
Fuck it, I wrote me, a niggas got me fucked up
I raise my hands and raise family's casualties up
I'm
I'm
These niggas don't be no gangster, they be it
Extortion dead, it just moved to the county
Shoot them out the S-class, I guess you the problem
I know every who and who and who that I'm around
And what you call a of mind, I call a picture for a bounty
Hold up,

I'm in my luggage, in my luggage, up, boy
I'm on the runway I'm Duckie, hold up
So tell me, who did it this big and who ain't to slow up?

My boy, my boy, my boy, my boy, my boy,
my boy, my boy, my boy, my boy, my boy, my boy

Who gon' my crown to me?
And who try to fuck with me?
off the brown, she can't get enough of me
I don't play around, ain't got that of luxury
going down, it ain't no catching up to me
Yes, stepped in the building with my on a million
Slide on the like my God, I'm so brilliant
All rappers, put your pride to the side
Try collide the squad, turn your mob into corn on the cob
You's a fraud, you's a in my side
I'm a in your back, I'm that turn of the knob
the boy from the corner come rob you
And tie you up to
Now, with all that frontin'

That big money talk should be reserved for that got it
But when you got it, you ain't pressed to talk about it
That's why I hear that capping on your raps and doubt it
The too crowded, I'm 'bout to get all the way the fuck up out it
No if's, and's or but's it
30 mill' on a deal depending on how the was routed
I seen watch when you first dropped, that shit was clouded
Which means, you to fugazi shit, fake it 'till you make it type
I shoot you crazy with hollow tips
No backs, just how to raps

I got a black to sure every dirty dollar stacked
Y'all aiming for the stars, bitch I'm aiming at your cap
Run, nigga, run like a black quarterback (uh)
Stereotypical, but to hear me is
I will you niggas and come and air out your funeral
Have your homies on stretchers right next to Roman

IV's, IV's, it's the why nobody try me, try me
a nigga screaming, "Lord, why me? Why me?"
Cole did me
He took it too far, he treat them bullets like Siamese
Back to back, I like that's a wrap
But no video shoots, just and boots putting your troops in
Pine
I blew a on white tees and Calvin Klein boxers
nigga silly

My boy, my boy, my boy, my boy, my boy, my boy, my boy,
my boy, my boy, my boy, my boy, my boy, my boy, my boy, my boy

Who gon' the crown?
My boy, my boy, my boy, my boy, my boy
And who won' try to with me?
My boy, my boy, my boy, my boy, my boy
Faded off the brown, she get enough of me
My boy, my boy, my boy, my boy, my boy
I don't play around, ain't got that type of
My boy, my boy, my boy, my boy, my boy
Bitches down, it ain't catching up to me
My boy, my boy, my boy, my boy, my boy
Who gon' my crown to me?

And who won' try to with me?
Faded off the brown, she get enough of me
I don't play around, ain't got that type of
Bitches going down, it ain't up to me
Who gon' bring my to me?

And who won' try to with me?
Faded off the brown, she get enough of me
I don't play around, ain't got type of luxury
going down, it ain't catching up to me

Who bring my crown to me?
And who try to fuck with me?
Faded off the brown, she get enough of me
I don't play around, ain't got that type of
Bitches going down, it catching up to me