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 missing an S,
Your plane's a chef
The theme see they both got wings
If you fly, do it to
only one God, and it's only 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 bitches in
Might have to headbutt your

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

Ballers, I put on the boards

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

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

Ballers, I put on the boards