Luyện nghe bài hát No Basic

Yeah yeah, yeah
You gotta the pain of a kid in the ghetto
Our hearts in the ghetto
yeah
Turn it up a notch for the

I do the Maserati, no basic, no
Gotta get that like the 80's and save it
We went the struggle and waited, and waited
I let not one of you betray me, betray me
I get off the red until I say 'uh oh'
I get exhausted off the red, I need no mo'
I promise I'ma blow the weave off bitch, nigga
A dollar, take a sneeze on a bitch nigga

Cop a of lean, don't you take it personal
Shorty wanna swing? Fine, nigga. Away, go
go
California every single day we know
I gave her the game and I ran it
Took all the pain and I ran it
Took all the and I ran with it
I took a few and ran with it
I go to shop with a tear
Order that car and an
I'm about my past, yeah
I go get the cash up
Ten mail trucks, I put a bird a Porsche
She a bad bitch, I put ass inside a Porsche
Got some mad killers with me ready to spray torch
Really, really really, we some boys

I do the Maserati, no basic, no
get that money like the 80's and save it
We went the struggle and waited, and waited
I can't let not one of you me, betray me
I get off the red until I say 'uh oh'
I get exhausted off the red, I don't no mo'
I promise I'ma blow the off this bitch, nigga
A million dollar, take a on a bitch nigga

A hundred round magazine, don't it personal
We had some problems 'fore rap shit taken personal
You get so much money, past start haunting you
So many foreign broads, and they all that revenue
Hey, I that dope boy knot on me. I keep one on me, yeah
Rubber band banks, I fuck bitch, she got one on me, yeah
Saucy, drippin' off me, got designer off me, yeah
Burn some dope up, I some dope up I gotta smoke one, yeah
I caught a jugg at the car
it right there on the spot for her
Maserati truck, whoa
Fucking thottys is a
niggas do it anyway
Pop a pill, she a throw
Crack a seal then pour
around, take the doors away

I do the Maserati, no basic, no
Gotta get that money the 80's and save it
We went through the and waited, and waited
I can't let not one of you me, betray me
I get exhausted off the red I say 'uh oh'
I get off the red, I don't need no mo'
I promise I'ma the weave off this bitch, nigga
A million dollar, a sneeze on a bitch nigga