Luyện nghe bài hát On Top

[Intro:

[Bridge:
15 bitches said wanna go, (they wanna, they wanna)
Said they wanna go let the green light, green go
they wanna go to the top floor of the condo, (to the top)
I don't know, I know, I don't know, can't tell em no
No

Cinco]
Quavo, Young Nigga, Young Rich Nigga
Popi, Sak Religious, Popi Sak
I was in a Masi, in a
Was nobodies business, was business
All of my millions, all the millions
All the women, all the foreign women
I was in disguise, in
of the Bentley, backseat of the Bentley

[Verse 1:
Speaking of back seats, do you remember the seats (remember)
Remember the days when Will Mac was driving, young Quavo was in the back (ugh!)
Running from 12s, on the back street! Yes he right behind but no catching me(No!)
It's at night, and I pray to God, I want a new Rari, tell him I'm sorry for my sins (sorry!)
New beginningin, (beginningin), all my winningin, (winningin)
Have you ever played the Falcons, catch him Brian Finneran
Winning is old like dinosaurs, your bitch spinal cord, (break)!
Cook a when a nigga get bored (brick!), chop it down like a samurai sword (chop it down)

[Verse 2:
Back seat of the police car, waking up in the seeing bars (prison!)
Momma told me what the fuck you gon' do, you gon' stay being or you take off tomorrow?
Now I pull up Bentley all my cars, Now that I'm rich nigga is the R (I'm rich!)
And I'm up Keisha, gon live it up, what I'm rollin up, in a 'gar
Young rich nigga a long way,(long way) everybody said we wouldn't make it (we wouldn't make it)
I'm the same nigga trappin out the vaca, and when I pull up you see the haters faces (look at em)
loafers, no laces, Givenchy attire, you know that it's tailored
Trapping and capping, they calling me Rayful, Mason - walking alligator
World of life Bentley it's a umbrella, yeah the Migos jug like the Goodfellas, ass niggas need to do better
I'ma on the bitches, living like Hugh Heffner, and my diamonds so cold, got a Gucci sweater
Back seater -- man call ya nigga, was tryin to get cheddar (kick door!)
Now I pull up in the Bentley , Bugatti, whatever

[Verse 3:
15 bitches say wanna go, wanna fuck Cinco and the three Amigos
Taking bitch and we working the bitch the way she work her face, she gon get some my pesos
Man that bitch ain't worth a fuckin (ugh ugh), she wanna shopping spree, she want the paparazzi
Want to be all my broccoli at Lenox, little bitch you tripping - can't get my blue Benjamin's
I'm sorry if I did you, I don't want no relationship - I'm through with you
You can keep all of your tennis shoes, all that jewelry, those things are material (those things ain't nothing)
Cause those 15 on my telephone, want to go to my top floor condo in Rome (top floor condo)
and geeking -- sucking less them leaches, lobby runned up with some Puerto Ricans and they freaky
She suck me all night till I sleep, Whipping up a a nigga drinking Easter Pink
Like you love a nigga bitches they be shopping overseas, I can a nonbeliever and I make that bitch believe
Does she cook it, does she flip it right? That bitch could with me
If she can on the block with the brick and run from the Police
She ain't got no problem bringing back the to me
Whip a chicken in the kitchen I send bitch in the streets. (Whipping it!)