Luyện nghe bài hát Peso

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

This is the way it goes, is the way we roll
Cause we on our pesos
(Gun cock, gun shot, lick a boy)
Cause we on our pesos
2]
Your just said I'm hot, man I told her I agree
She gon' really think I'm hot, if I her my degrees
Pull up in that hard-top, showing off my
Graduate school of hard-knocks, I can show you my
A, B, C's, bad bitch double D's
Popping E, I give 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 this is what I breath
Inhale, exhale, cocaine, X
Import, export, Harlem wrecks still
So show me how that neck feel
show me how the rest feel, for now just chill