Luyện nghe bài hát Radio Song

anti
rap, nigga the green at?
RZA your sweat I had the balls the size of bean bags
Not what you're to,
bitch I rep the
And the label gold,
jeans with
Bitches scoop us,
their pussy like
Y'all niggas losers cop clothes the boosters
Hoes wanna choose up of course they gonna us
These stupid ass niggas know what to do
copy
niggas that's what made you
The game's so trendy, that's why labels fail
they don't care about music, just first week sales
So say you need a hit, a chart toppin' single
That's why it's called commercial, you need a jingle
A crowd banger, play it all night long
You get on, without a
radio
So my radio song (2x)
She ride the wave, watch me do my swag surf
Party like a
never bought a purse
Songs no villains
, but she my thang on her
Stripper with a ceiling, I'mma make it rain on her
Taught me how to
I'd rather see you
Skeet skeet, on the and her skirt
She'd rather hear a love about what she getting
But not from Danny Brown, cause bitch I ain't
Do the girl rock
and even though you
dirty money, but bitch I ain't above that
Ice paint job
Heavy duty Chevy not a beamer, benz, or
no originality, carbon copy singles
He Black & Yellow
, I'mma Black & Emo
why these whack rappers, they never last song
Dont care about music, just radio