Luyện nghe bài hát No Flex Zone (Remix)

(Hook)
No flex zone, no flex
They know betta, know betta
No flex zone, no zone
They betta, they know betta

(Verse)
go deddle, and I go dizzle
I these hoes special, now yo hoe jealous
Frank hoes got 7, they 10s are
I'mma transetter, I'mma
Attention err'body, I'm gettin' and tired of gettin' modest
I'm gettin' plenty money, now think I'm Illuminati
I'm the why they own a new Bugatti
I'm the one who the flow to the game
Rap game, it will be the same
I done burf you niggas and then nervous you
I'm the why you eva had a name
I'm the one who runnin' in the south
You don't run a damn but yo mouth
Niggas outta terms till I pull up with the burn
Now the outside of yo house
Man, see me ride round the city the top down
Bad bitches all out of heads
Turnt for a whole throat
And I'mma come and get it like a
Bust it one time a Greyhound
Ass in the air with ya face
All this money on the floor, all this on the table
It so you would think Floyd Mayround
Why the broke always wanna flex?
Be the main ones, scare me with the
Niggas ball for a minute, blowin' on them bitches
Now they tryna car you collect
Howl, you's a fraud, nigga, I'm at yo
U a thot, bitch, you ain't no
It's a no flex zone, couple gold on
I look I just hit the lotto
Whole minute gone with a bitch tourin'
ya new shit, ah, bored
I'm in the studio, cookin' greatness
Take time, a lil bit of patience
I'm the one, no Neo the Matrix
No flex, we the best hood
These niggas claim they run it
Thou trippin' like ya a vacation
Shout to boy AC and my dawg
the lil homie project baby?
Dane gank I see ya no caracida
Lot of deal, feel with my Haitians

(Hook)
No flex zone, no flex
They know betta, they know
No flex zone, no flex
They better, they know better
Won a gold
And a bezel
I it so special
Now ho jealous
Freak Hoes, got
tens or better
I'm a
I'm a

(Verse)
Young got get to the money
Five chains so they at me funny
Showed up with the and the troops
Roll a seven every time I
She said why you have so condoms with you
I said I'm a player to be with you
Hublot, (Whoo!) so
Mind you my crew behind me
Went shopping, could've bought an
Talking money when I'm with
Spilling on the red carpet
And I'm flyer than a nigga on a glider
Four five six seven on
stay in your lane ho
Don't you these A wangs
Don't you like gold fangs?
You a known flexer
I'm a trendsetter
These hoes reckless
slick, they messy
Three freak dancing
On the loud, acapella
Chain clang heavy metal
Slim killed the haters, god em