Luyện nghe bài hát Numbers On The Boards

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

Ballers, I put numbers on the
to get a handle on this double-edged sword
Whether or I'm rappin' to a whore
Might back and relapse to wrappin' up this raw
Givenchy fittin' like gym clothes
We gym stars, I'm like D. Rose
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, crime no more)
Mix drug and show money, Burke on tour
Twenty-five bricks, work like chore
Hit twice, needed twenty-five more
I see flaw, in your diamond
CB4 when you rhyme, Simple
and meet the pieman, a must that I flaunt it
The grows legs when it comes back to haunt us

Ballers, I put on the boards
a bitch live and say I bought her Michael Kors?
Every car 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 plates, nigga?
I might sell a brick on my
Thirty-six of doing dirt like it's Earth Day, God

Ballers, I put numbers on the