Luyện nghe bài hát My Collection

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

She told me she was an
She fucked two rappers and singers
She got a few on speed dial
I'm tryna get the case dismissed I see trial
And these handles ain't got nothin' to do with my lil' child
No codeine ain't got nothin' to do with my lil' child
I used to dope at my grandma's house, as a rude child
All cameras on, fuckin' with my mood, wild
And these chains clinkin' back and forth, they too
They know damn well wasn't promised
I know damn this must be promised
Left every of Margielas at the condo
Technically I never packed up and
Left 80 in the dresser, you can keep
And I got bad ting at disposal
I cooked it up and then I global
My baby mama push a Range
Had to sure I got it fully loaded
Can't be the one and you get exposed
If you the one, God will let me know
But at the same time, I to vibe with one
I'm paranoid, I gotta ride one
And I had to to her last night
Had to send this one freak on the flight
Had to send this one freak on the flight

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

Standin' on socks, meet me at the yacht dock
Icin' out the clock, watch, on my cock
Yeah, it's the drop, yeah
We get in our feelings,
I don't know how you feel about if I ain't have millions, yeah
I'm conversin' with you, I you hear me, yeah
Keep my promise, take my with you everywhere
And hell no it about no braggin' rights
But even if it was, I got it
Pinstripes on a Bugatti
She told me she was an
She fucked two rappers and three
I'ma keep it and tell the truth to you
I got this joint, she know to do with me
And now I don't 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 gave her to the valet
And I had to tell her Miami
After she came no panty

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