Luyện nghe bài hát Numbers On The Boards

I'm so bossy, bitch, get off me
It's a jingle when you hear these car keys
Your SL's an S, nigga
Your missing a chef
The common see they both got wings
If you fly, do it to
It's only one God, and only one crown
So it's only one king 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 your Evelyn

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

Ballers, I put numbers on the

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

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

Ballers, I put numbers on the