Luyện nghe bài hát No Flex Zone (Remix)

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

(Verse)
go deddle, and I go dizzle
I treat these hoes special, now yo hoe
hoes got 7, they 10s are betta
I'mma transetter, I'mma
Attention err'body, I'm sick and tired of gettin' modest
I'm gettin' plenty money, now they I'm Illuminati
I'm the reason why own a new Bugatti
I'm the one who give the flow to the
Rap game, it will be the same
I done you niggas and then nervous you niggas
I'm the why you eva had a name
I'm the one who thangs in the south
You don't run a damn but yo mouth
Niggas talkin' outta terms till I pull up the burn
Now the souls outside of yo
Man, see me ride the city with the top down
Bad bitches all out of down
Turnt for a whole throat
And I'mma come and get it like a
Bust it one time a Greyhound
Ass in the air ya face down
All this money on the floor, all this on the table
It so much you would think Mayround
Why the broke always wanna flex?
Be the main ones, scare me with the
Niggas ball for a minute, blowin' bands on bitches
Now they missin' tryna car you
Howl, you's a fraud, nigga, I'm at yo
U a thot, bitch, you ain't no
It's a no flex zone, gold chains on
I like I just hit the lotto
Whole minute gone a foreign bitch tourin'
Heard ya new shit, ah,
I'm in the studio, that greatness
Take time, have a lil bit of
I'm the one, no Neo the Matrix
No flex, we the hood nation
These niggas wanna they run it
Thou trippin' like ya took a
to boy AC and my dawg Chew-Chew
Where the lil project baby?
gank I see ya poppin' no caracida
Lot of deal, deer feel with my

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

(Verse)
Young niggas got get to the
Five chains so they look at me
Showed up with the and the troops
Roll a seven time I shoot
She said why you so many condoms with you
I said I'm a player to be honest 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 stay in your ho
Don't you like A wangs
Don't you like gold fangs?
You a known flexer
I'm a young
These hoes they
They slick, messy
Three hoes dancing
On the loud, acapella
Chain clang heavy metal
Slim killed the haters, god em