Luyện nghe bài hát On Top

[Intro:

[Bridge:
15 bitches said they go, (they wanna, they wanna)
Said wanna go let the green light, green light go
Said 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

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

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

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

[Verse 3:
15 bitches say they wanna go, wanna fuck Cinco and the Amigos
Taking your bitch and we the bitch the way she work her face, she gon get some my pesos
Man that bitch ain't a fuckin penny (ugh ugh), she wanna shopping spree, she want the paparazzi
to be spend all my broccoli at Lenox, little bitch you tripping - can't get my blue Benjamin's
I'm if I did offended you, I don't want no relationship - I'm through with you
You can keep all of your Louboutin tennis shoes, all that jewelry, those 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)
Sneaking and geeking -- sucking less them leaches, runned up with some Puerto Ricans and they freaky
She suck me all night I sleep, Whipping up a brick a nigga drinking Easter Pink
Like you love a bitches they be shopping overseas, I can take a nonbeliever and I make that bitch believe
Does she cook it, she flip it right? That bitch could live with me
If she can stand on the block the brick and run from the Police
She ain't got no problem back the product to me
Whip a chicken in the kitchen I send that in the streets. (Whipping it!)