Luyện nghe bài hát No Hands

(Listen to this bitch!)

Girl the way you're
Got me in a trance, DJ me up
dis yo jam (c'mon)
I'ma sip
And you 'gon dem pants
Then I'ma throw this money you do it with no hands
drop it to the floor
I love the way yo go
All I want to do is sit back, and watch you
And I'll to throw this cash

(Waka, Waka, Waka, Flocka, whoa, whoa)
All ass
In yo
Can Wale
And Roscoe
hair she don't care
When she she get stares
skin or a yellow-bone
D.J. my favorite song
So I'ma make it
Bud, it Flocka yea
Blowin' fuck it I care
flyin' everywhere
Got my Roscoe, like bruh
I'm as hell, can't you tell?
Booze help me hit fifteen steps
I'm fuckin', well I'm tryna hit the
With two that swallow me
this dick while swallow
Pay Moscato got her
Aye you got me in a
take off yo pants
Pussy pop on her
You got me
pass me a fan damn!

(Aye, aye, Wale, uh)
She said ma' no hands
She said look ma' no
And no darling I don't
And, I'm Roscoe, I'm with Waka
I I deserve a chance
I'm a bad
Gon' ask some
A young mothafucka'
I sling that wood I just nun 'em
And, who you and, what's yo name?
And, you not boo, I'm Wale
And, D.C. shit I rep all day
And, my eyes red of all that haze
Don't blow my high, let me
Drumma' on the beat, let me take my
Nigga want beef we can it outside
Fight for broad, these hoes ain't mine
Is you out yo mind, you out yo
I sweat no bitches, just sweat out
our tracks, let me do my thing
I got sixteen, for this Roscoe
But, I'm almost done, let me get to it
Whole loud, and a little backwood
Whole lotta money, big tip I
I put her on the train, little could, bitch

(Roscoe Dash, go)
R-O-S-C-O-E-Mr. put it on me (please)
I be ham
Shawty upgrade baloney (please)
niggas tippin' good
Girl but I can make it (I can)
Cause I around
With pockets bigger that are my bus (whoa)
Rain, rain go
That's what all my say
My stuck on overload
My rain evaporates
No need to
studies just exaggerate
But, get money nigga
Everyday nigga
Ducks get a chance after me, bitch I'm ballin'
Like I'm comin' off of free
the head of the game
No codes Lambo, Roscoe
No street code and your got me lost like Nemo
Go, go, go and do yo dance
And, I'ma throw money
While you do it no hands (Go on!)