Luyện nghe bài hát My Collection

I've in the stu late, workin', no residuals
If we never speak again, I'm just I got to tell you truth
Ain't count em'
You come to paradise?
Matter of fact, you wanna to Pluto?

She told me she was an
She fucked two rappers and three
She got a few on speed dial
I'm get the case dismissed before I see trial
And codeine handles ain't got nothin' to do with my lil' child
No this codeine ain't got to do with my lil' child
I used to sell dope at my house, as a rude child
All these on, fuckin' with my mood, wild
And these chains clinkin' and forth, they too loud
know damn well this wasn't promised
I damn well this must be promised
every pair of Margielas at the condo
Technically I never up and leave
80 racks in the dresser, you can keep
And I got this bad at disposal
I cooked it up and then I went
My baby mama push a Range
Had to make I got it fully loaded
Can't be the one and then you get
If you the one, God will let me know
But at the same time, I like to with one
I'm paranoid, I ride with one
And I had to 'splain to her last
Had to send one freak on the last flight
Had to send this one on the last flight

Won't get a response me, ain't no confessions
Before I tell a lie, won't tell you
Any I got you, girl you my possession
if I hit you once, you part of my collection
Even if I hit you once, you of my collection
if I hit you once, you part of my collection

Standin' on black socks, me at the yacht dock
Icin' out the clock, watch, bitches on my
Yeah, maybe it's the drop,
We get in our feelings,
I don't how you would feel about if I ain't have millions, yeah
I'm with you, I hope you hear me, yeah
my promise, take my love with you everywhere
And hell no it about no braggin' rights
But if it was, shit I got it
Pinstripes on a Bugatti
She me she was an angel
She fucked two rappers and three
I'ma keep it genuine and tell the to you
I got joint, she know what to do with me
And right now I know what to do with you
I don't wanna sound like I'm bein' with you
She a red eye, leavin' L.A
I shoulda gave her to the
And I had to her 'bout Miami
After she with no panty

Won't get a response me, ain't no confessions
Before I tell a lie, won't you nothin'
Any time I got you, girl you my
if I hit you once, you part of my collection
Even if I hit you once, you part of my
Even if I hit you once, you of my collection