Luyện nghe bài hát No Flex Zone (Remix)

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

(Verse)
Wanna go deddle, and I go
I treat hoes special, now yo hoe jealous
Frank hoes got 7, 10s are betta
I'mma transetter, goldgetter
Attention err'body, I'm sick and tired of gettin' modest
I'm plenty money, now they think I'm Illuminati
I'm the reason why they own a new
I'm the one who give the to the game
Rap game, it will neva be the
I done burf you niggas and then nervous you
I'm the reason why you eva had a
I'm the one who runnin' in the south
You run a damn thing but yo mouth
Niggas talkin' terms till I pull up with the burn
Now the souls outside of yo
Man, see me ride round the city the top down
Bad bitches all out of heads
Turnt for a nigga throat
And I'mma come and get it a rebound
Bust it one time a Greyhound
Ass in the air ya face down
All this money on the floor, all money on the table
It so much you would Floyd Mayround
Why the broke boys wanna flex?
Be the main ones, me with the checks
Niggas ball for a minute, blowin' bands on 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 chains on
I like I just hit the lotto
Whole minute gone with a foreign bitch
ya new shit, ah, bored
I'm in the studio, that greatness
time, have 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
to boy AC and my dawg Chew-Chew
Where the lil homie project
Dane gank I see ya poppin' no
Lot of deal, deer with my Haitians

(Hook)
No zone, no flex zone
know betta, they know betta
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 niggas got get to the
chains so they look at me funny
Showed up with the juice and the
a seven every time I shoot
She said why you so many condoms with you
I said I'm a player to be with you
Hublot, (Whoo!) so
you my crew right behind me
Went shopping, could've bought an
Talking when I'm with Italians
Spilling on the red carpet
And I'm flyer than a nigga on a hang
Four five six chains on
Just stay in lane ho
Don't you these A wangs
Don't you these gold fangs?
You a well known
I'm a young
These hoes they
They slick, they
Three hoes freak
On the loud, singing
Chain clang like heavy
Slim the haters, god bless em