Luyện nghe bài hát Playboy

Aw man, can I get a raw
ready, y'all ready
For the man
The Banks

Guess who's the man this winter, straight out the of sinners
The Range is tan with spinners, out the white mirrors
with the damn winners, while you and your man's finished
Two in your fitteds, turn off your light switch

Holdin' my torch down, when the force 'round
You let your wife roam, she a divorce now
You niggaz this gully, play it I paint your skully
You never take this from me the riders and all the gangsters me

You shouldn't be a problem, I be a problem
See you later I your head, you be a Robin
I know type, hoppin' all over beat screamin'
You call it hypin' yourself up, I it street dreamin'

I do it for all the haters, the roll with the 'gators
They lookin' to favors, gossip is all they gave us
You niggaz wasn't quiet, meet the whales and the
You leak the precinct up, play Tattletale with the

Even my knows, I got all kind of hoes
They wait outside of shows, strict after the diner
I'll get clothes, without the wine or rose
Take off my baby blue mink, and Carolina

Come here, take a look a entertainer's closet
I never trust a bitch, I blame Lorena
Niggaz in pocket, I know you're mad at me
But shit ain't all peaches and cream, and I ain't Lee

Don't ice me, you starin' at the one
a lot of girls here, go and get a grown one
We at the bar poppin' bottles they all gone
If you ain't leavin' here with us, you can home
'Cause someone else will, know how we ride
If you a playboy, you got one on side
your mouth closed, we don't let the beef ride

(What)

(What)

(What)

(Right, damn)
(Let's go)

I do for the hood, niggaz stuck in the slammer
I smile 'cause I'm good, you act for the camera
Run from the kids, they fuckin' with Santa
'Cause they like more, word? Word to my grandma

I figure I might as well leave here with my drawn
'Cause they'll take ya to jail, even when not wrong
Dawg, you're not this flashy, jux you got to me
Every rock is classy, nobody on your block can me

You shouldn't wanna fight, unless you fight
For your life in the a hundred nights
I know your type, run behind your girlfriend
You call it quality time, I call it

I'm on a beach in Miami, so you reachin' my family
All weekend with panties from Puerto Rican
You niggaz wasn't tough, I snapped two flicks
You wore your pants tight, played with the chicks

Even my father knows, the revolver goes
I bring the beef to your door like Dominoes
And my diamonds froze, that my time is froze
Me in the club from it's poppin' 'til the time it close

Half of these so-called real niggaz'll probably
Nah, I ain't pullin' over, learned that from King
So tell your homey chill, you I hold the steel
be jabs and hooks, and you ain't Holyfield

Don't ice me, you at the wrong one
a lot of girls here, go and get a grown one
We at the bar poppin' bottles 'til they all
If you ain't leavin' here us, you can walk home
'Cause else will, they know how we ride
If you a playboy, you got one on East
Keep mouth closed, we don't let the beef ride

Everybody on the left get yo' up
(Get yo' up)
Everybody on the right get yo' up
(Get yo' up)
up front get yo' hands up
(Get yo' up)
And everybody out back get yo' up
(What)

And if you in here with a strap get yo' up
(What)
Now put 'em up
(Put 'em up!)
Now put 'em up
(Put 'em up!)
Now put 'em up
(Put 'em up!)
Now put 'em up
(Put 'em up!)
Now put 'em up
(Put 'em up!)
Now put 'em up
(Put 'em up!)

What, man fuck he said man, put 'em up
Now put 'em up
(Put 'em up!)
Now put 'em up
(Put 'em up!)
Now put 'em up
(Put 'em up!)
Now put 'em up
(Put 'em up!)
Now put 'em up
(Put 'em up!)
Now put 'em up
(Put 'em up!)

Ooh
Banks, what?
Ooh!