Luyện nghe bài hát My Collection

I've in the stu late, workin', no residuals
If we never speak again, I'm just glad I got to tell you
playin' count em'
You wanna come to
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 tryna get the case before I see trial
And these codeine handles ain't got nothin' to do my lil' child
No this ain't got nothin' to do with my lil' child
I used to sell dope at my grandma's house, as a child
All these cameras on, with my mood, wild
And these chains clinkin' back and forth, too loud
They know well this wasn't promised
I know damn well this be promised
Left every pair of at the condo
I never packed up and leave
Left 80 racks in the dresser, you can
And I got this bad at disposal
I cooked it up and then I went
My baby mama a Range Rover
Had to make sure I got it fully
Can't be the one and you get exposed
If you the one, then God let me know
But at the time, I like to vibe with one
I'm paranoid, I gotta ride one
And I had to 'splain to her night
Had to send this one freak on the last
Had to send one freak on the last flight

Won't get a from me, ain't no confessions
Before I tell a lie, tell 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 of my collection
if I hit you once, you part of my collection

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

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