Luyện nghe bài hát Numbers On The Boards

I'm so bossy, bitch, get off me
It's a different jingle when you hear these car
Your SL's an S, nigga
Your plane's a chef
The common theme see both got wings
If you fly, do it to
It's only one God, and it's one crown
So only one king that can stand on this mound
King Push, kingpin,
Coast Guard a hundred goin' overboard
I got with the best of 'em
Go blow for blow with any
Don't let your side settle in
Might have to your Evelyn

Ballers, I put on the boards
Hard to get a handle on double-edged sword
Whether rappin' or I'm rappin' to a
Might reach and relapse to wrappin' up this raw
Givenchy like it's gym clothes
We really gym stars, I'm like D.
No D-league, I'm these clothes
'88 Jordan, leaping from the free

Ballers, I put on the boards

(Motherfuckers can't rhyme no more, 'bout no more)
Mix drug and money, Biggs Burke on tour
Twenty-five bricks, work like chore
Hit twice, needed twenty-five more
I see flaw, in your diamond
CB4 you rhyme, Simple Simon
Come and the pieman, a must that I flaunt it
The legend grows legs when it comes to haunt us

Ballers, I put on the boards
Can't a bitch live and say I her Michael Kors?
car driven was decided by the horse
Keep the sticker in the 'case you wonder what it cost
How could you when you ain't never been great?
And rely on rap money to keep food up on your plates,
I sell a brick on my birthday
Thirty-six years of doing like it's Earth Day, God

Ballers, I put on the boards