Luyện nghe bài hát No Flex Zone (Remix)

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

(Verse)
go deddle, and I go dizzle
I treat these special, now yo hoe jealous
Frank hoes got 7, 10s are betta
I'mma transetter, I'mma
Attention err'body, I'm gettin' sick and of gettin' modest
I'm gettin' plenty money, now they think I'm
I'm the reason why they own a new
I'm the one who the flow to the game
Rap game, it will neva be the
I done burf you niggas and then you niggas
I'm the reason why you eva had a
I'm the one who runnin' in the south
You don't run a damn thing but yo
Niggas talkin' outta terms till I pull up with the
Now the souls of yo house
Man, see me round the city with the top down
Bad bitches all out of heads
for a nigga whole throat
And I'mma and get it like a rebound
Bust it one time like a
Ass in the air with ya face
All money on the floor, all this money on the table
It so you would think Floyd Mayround
Why the broke boys always flex?
Be the main ones, me with the checks
Niggas ball for a minute, blowin' on them bitches
Now they tryna car you collect
Howl, a fraud, nigga, I'm at yo bottle
U a thot, bitch, you no model
a no flex zone, couple gold chains on
I like I just hit the lotto
Whole minute gone a foreign bitch tourin'
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 nation
These niggas wanna claim run it
Thou trippin' like ya took a
to boy AC and my dawg Chew-Chew
Where the lil project baby?
Dane I see ya poppin' no caracida
Lot of deal, feel with my Haitians

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

(Verse)
niggas got get to the money
Five so they look at me funny
Showed up the juice and the troops
Roll a seven every time I
She said why you so many condoms with you
I I'm a player to be honest with you
Hublot, (Whoo!) so
Mind you my right behind me
Went shopping, could've an island
money when I'm with Italians
Spilling on the red carpet
And I'm flyer a nigga on a hang glider
Four six seven chains on
Just in your lane ho
Don't you like these A
you like these gold fangs?
You a known flexer
I'm a young
These hoes they
They slick, messy
hoes freak dancing
On the loud, acapella
Chain clang like metal
Slim killed the haters, god em