Luyện nghe bài hát On Fleek

1]
All we ever was grind hard boy
I want all my niggas to hard boy
the ship to the field to the house boy
To making it rain to get out the boy
I say we out
Farewell to welfare
Way too poor niggas can't here
Too broke, can't fix, can't here
Take this dope, but you can't deal here
This one for the bad that gotta shake ass
Cause that 9 to 5 really about to make cash
But that fat back may get that ass a
Stack that cash Uncle Sam trace that
See I don't judge, no baby I judge no
I got love for that got love for
All the money and riches that you for
You the most and so my word is potent

On
Preach my
Gotta sure we all eat my nigga
of saying RIP to the street
So I'm praying for the day when I my niggas
On
my nigga
Especially the hard times my nigga
Gotta sure we all fine
Gotta let niggas know
Baby our time uhh
2]
I've been for the 1 plus 9 zeros
Bill, bill, bill-ion I need
Finesse for the check wine and dine these
So I game, fuck and consign these hoes
Fuck a fake
I a foe
A nigga that chic be from a 'go
Love priced
No for the low
It's windy in the
So the piece may like

That's why he so
I some bullets so I thank the lord
I guess heaven ready for the boy
So I my dough heavy just to spread the love
Stay so cripsy of all the cream
rules everything around my team
If one stress, we all
If one blessed, we all
seeming we dreaming
And that's why I'm on chief

On
Preach my
Gotta sure we all eat my nigga
of saying RIP to the street
So I'm praying for the day when I free my
On
Shine my
Especially through the times my nigga
Gotta make sure we all
let these niggas know
Baby it's our uhh