Luyện nghe bài hát Perfectionist

[Rick
out of necessity, father never corrected me
Streets me no sympathy, Audemar my accessory, huh
Never accurate, I'm at your Acura, yeah
rate accelerate on other amateurs

[Meek
And I murder anything in my
If they disrespect us we slide on them a banister
Dodging fat cameras, like f-ck stamina
doing numbers, I graduated the mansion

[Rick
in the Maybach, bricks in the Escalade
Bricks on brickle, we got in the bay
San Fran got bricks in L.A.
watch the money, I got bricks on this plane

[Meek
And my n-gger on his way, just did a dime for a brick of the Yay'
I'm switching up my bricks my kicks with my lay
Rule number one, never keep them bricks you stay

Ross]
All my women they never depreciate
Pop up in ya city, it's about the cake
to half's on my road to the riches
All n-ggers just playing different positions

Mill]
Ross can be the quarter back, I'ma run his back
Feds try to intercept a n-gger a quarter back
Make a pay a couple birds, get his daughter back
Get the dirty money, clean it all up at the

Ross]
I'm allergic to failure, paraphernalia
Lucas furs at the fight on my cellular
Ball like Mayweather, Don at the register
I stack chedder, it's etcetera,

Mill]
I'm addicted to winning, pretty and spinnin'
Ferragamo on linen, a n-gger he finish
D.A. label me menace, mama call me a
So therefore I'm dropping like Tyson was in the ring

Ross]
Coca-cola minx, yellow stones
I'ma if it mean I gotta break a bone
Me and Meek Milly in the on chrome
Double-M G and we 20 million

[Meek
Doesn't matter if it's chess or cause it's all blocks (bricks)
I'm in this 911 Porsche a bald spot
No roof, off the car lot
And we call cops n-gger, we just call shots

Ross]
F-ck the competition I bury the
Think when you see I pull up out the holster
even breath, remember what yo mama told ya
We the g's and the well paid soldiers

[Meek
So if you scared, call the feds up
We taking over I'm just giving n-ggers up
We shoot them down, to let them know we dead up
8 n-gger, tell the labels, get our bread up

MMG, bitch, Maybach Music, we just do shit like for no reason