Luyện nghe bài hát Peso

1]
I be pretty mothafucka, Harlem's what I'm repping
Tell my niggas quit the bitching and we gon' make it in a
Never plus I'm well connected
With this coke that I imported, just important as your
Swagger so and I don't need a necklace
But these bitches get impressed when you pull up in 7
Them 6's, Benzes, I gets get the freshest
Raf Simons, Rick usually what I'm dressed in
Rolling blunts rolling doobies up, sections
Groupies rush hold boobies up, in my direction
Quit with all the fronting, you ain't my clique for nothing
our presence is a present, just to kick it is a blessing

This is the way it goes, is the way we roll
Cause we on our pesos
(Gun cock, gun shot, lick a boy)
Cause everyday we on our
2]
Your bitch just I'm hot, man I told her I agree
She gon' really I'm hot, if I told her my degrees
Pull up in that hard-top, off my keys
Graduate of hard-knocks, I can show you my degrees
A, B, C's, bad bitch double D's
Popping E, I don't a F, told you I'm a G
A.S.A.P., Stevie got it on his
But I got it on my chest, my nigga is what I breath
Inhale, exhale, cocaine, X
Import, export, catching wrecks still
So show me how that neck feel
show me how the rest feel, for now just chill