Luyện nghe bài hát Orville Redenbacher

Tay Keith, fuck these up

Young nigga poppin, Redenbacher
Ice all on my collar, yeah, my money
Ain't no more Impalas, foreign push to up
up in the party, pistol in my garment
Uh, Big Glock, Don't what you thought, hoe
So much guap, it when I walk, uh
Let my talk, designer to the socks
Bitch, I love to floss, look what I bought, uh

Duh,
Balling because
Duh, every chain at a dub
Yeah, in, I make it flood
Duh, in the club I got my
some Crips and Bloods, duh
Yeah they me love
Nigga, you's a scrub, uh, yeah you a dub
Never gave a fuck, yeah, boy you whats up
in the foreign, uh, duh, you know that's us, uh
Y-yeah me
Six chains, Mr. T, uh,
You me
Smoking on the Creams
go Glock, she's like man of my dreams, yeah
No I'm not, bitch, you my cup of tea
No, I fuck with thot hoes
I go
jaw drop, hoe
I got knots, hoe
Riding Forgiatos, and pot holes
on gelato, I hit the lotto
Cuban white gold, I-I'm a light show
Tennis chain on froze, and rose
Choppers like the gun show, they and stole
than the damn stove, who left the eye on?
Diamonds dancing, pop rocks, playing
Jumping out my wrist watch, guess how much this
bought a big house, but iced my wrist out
Never been a sit down, you're a sit down

Why these niggas playing, yeah, they know I'm spraying
Bitch, I've been the man since I had diapers in my
I can't make my mind up on a Wraith or a
Bragging, I'm just saying, bitch, I'm playing these bands

Young poppin, Orville Redenbacher
Ice all on my collar, yeah, my money
Ain't no more Impalas, foreign to start up
Walk up in the party, pistol in my
Uh, Big Glock, Don't what you thought, hoe
So much guap, it hurts I walk
Let my money talk, designer to the
Bitch, I to floss, look what I just bought, uh