Luyện nghe bài hát Parlay

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I got dope! Bap!
Grand nigga (Hustle Gang nigga!)
yeah yeah! Bap! (Hey! Hey!)
Get dough or die (broke niggaz eat your heart out!)
G.D.O.D. (okay bruh)
Ay! Hey!

Yeah, ay never that blahzay-blahzay, all we do is parlay
All we do is parlay, all we do is
Maserati riders, all we do is parlay
All we do is parlay, all we do is
We livin every day Friday, all we do is parlay
All we do is parlay, all we do is
Just ask them they know about us, all we do is parlay
All we do is parlay, say all we do is

Got Maybachs on they and a watch, tanktop, two chains
Snapbacks and cargos; them I got carloads
My flow sick, got parvo, my swag on
A bunch of G's we ride hoe, we live no Apollo
Got strippers, got star hoes, we talk shit, swallow
In mansions and condos, they to swallow dick
Fly G-4 to the coast, under palm trees poppin Dom P
With a hazel-eyed big weave that got a jungle booty, Jumanji
All I do is up, cake up, smear these bitches makeup
In them new Margiela in Montego Bay, Jamaica
karat chain, solitaire, no Pav
Never mind they blahzay-blahzay, all we do is

Yeah, yeah,
Ay thug, got me leanin to my left, fake as
I be saggin like a thug, buy a hoe the Louis
The whole clique, throwin ten, I can do by myself
My sound ground, they be alien and don't it like they live[?]
I get my cash out K truck, nigga wanna try me
I'ma hit big cuz ASAP, he drive the fever
Make it failin it stay flake[?]
we'll get you well-done, and stay away, the bumpin with my kayfabe[?]
My house stay the lake stay, Benz seat where my ass stay
I'm plays on a good day and only parlayin on a bad day
My Red say CL, Benz coupe say CL
Sharp they two hill[?], oops, now we three hills[?] bitch!

Ay, all I do is parlay, I do the star way
I got fuckin with me, pussy sweeter than a parfait
Sell all of my at the other end of Parkway
Nigga try me and I'll make that chopper sing a Bar-Kay
All I do is parlay, all I do is
I gettin money so I'm callin Target "Targt"
All of the bitches go our way, I'm killin these the bar way
You can't be a nigga say is a dog unless they referrin to Shar-Peis
Me and that Gucci part ways, bitch I be fresh as a fool (fool)
These are the brooks in my forte, sometimes I be in the cool (cool)
I know I be winnin cause suckers be tryin to catch up with my mood (mood)
Sit back and while I turn up a notch, just [?] just what I do (do)