Luyện nghe bài hát Numbers On The Boards

I'm so bossy, bitch, get off me
It's a different jingle you hear these car keys
Your SL's an S, nigga
plane's missing a chef
The common theme see they both got
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
Push, kingpin, overlord
Coast come a hundred goin' overboard
I got money the best of 'em
Go blow for with any Mexican
Don't let your side settle in
Might have to headbutt your

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

Ballers, I put numbers on the

(Motherfuckers can't rhyme no more, crime no more)
Mix drug and show money, Biggs Burke on
Twenty-five bricks, move work like
Hit Delaware twice, twenty-five more
I see flaw, cracks in diamond
CB4 when you rhyme, Simple
Come and meet the pieman, a must that I it
The legend grows legs when it back to haunt us

Ballers, I put numbers on the
Can't a bitch live and say I bought her Michael
Every car driven was decided by the
Keep the sticker in the window 'case you wonder it cost
How could you relate when you 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 doing dirt like Earth Day, God

Ballers, I put numbers on the