Luyện nghe bài hát My Boy

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

Ay, look, uh, yeah, ok
Concrete day one
Ain't no time to up
Ain't no time for hoe
baby, word to a cup
Thank you for your services, all my haters
Be sure to leave your armour and your women
I her back, I hate 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 with your
I'm far from a popular
One of the hardest, no
And I saw your woman, I her low like a Cardigan sweater
Call her whatever you
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 mo', say that
But when your wheel is a fortune, you gotta say jack
Don't be too much
These niggas copy too

These cardio crazy, chasing clout must be tough
Fuck it, I me, a dozen niggas got me fucked up
I raise my and raise your family's casualties up
I'm
I'm
These niggas don't be no gangster, be playing it
Extortion ain't dead, it just to the county
Shoot out the S-class, I guess you won't the problem
I know every who and who and every who that I'm
And you call a piece of mind, I call a picture for a bounty
up, yeah

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 'bout to up?

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

Who bring my crown to me?
And who won' try to fuck me?
off the brown, she can't get enough of me
I don't play around, ain't got type of luxury
going down, it ain't no catching up to me
Yes, stepped in the with my vibe on a million
Slide on the beat like my God, I'm so
All other rappers, put pride to the side
Try collide with the squad, turn your mob into on the cob
a fraud, you's a thorn in my side
I'm a in your back, I'm that turn of the knob
When the boy from the corner 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 really got it, you ain't pressed to talk it
why I hear that capping on your raps and highly doubt it
The game too crowded, I'm to get all the way the fuck up out it
No if's, and's or about it
30 mill' on a deal depending on how the tour was
I your watch when you first dropped, that shit was clouded
Which means, you used to fugazi shit, it 'till you make it type
I shoot through you crazy with tips
No backs, just how to raps

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

IV's, IV's, it's the why nobody try me, try me
Have a screaming, "Lord, why me? Why me?"
Cole did me
He it too far, he treat them bullets like they Siamese
to back, I clap like that's a wrap
But no video shoots, just hoodies and boots putting your in
boxes
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 bring the crown?
My boy, my boy, my boy, my boy, my boy
And who won' try to fuck me?
My boy, my boy, my boy, my boy, my boy
Faded off the brown, she can't get of me
My boy, my boy, my boy, my boy, my boy
I don't play around, ain't got type of luxury
My boy, my boy, my boy, my boy, my boy
Bitches going down, it catching up to me
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 around, ain't got that type of luxury
Bitches going down, it ain't up to me
Who bring 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 catching up to me

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