Luyện nghe bài hát Red Bottom Boss

(Ft. Ross)

1: Game]
Im to tear this fuckin track out
Pretend its Keri and blow a fuckin back out
22nd mixtape, half of em tapes
But fuck who I was dissin because I made a mistake
Bleek got what he deserved, Jay, I might have been
I was fallin, I was
He was Jordan, I I was Pippen
He was winnin, I was
He threw a jab, I started
So I threw in the just to separate all confusion
Ivy Blue is beautiful, me sayin unusual
Thats the in me, dont think Im tryin to be cool with you
Thug life, Rihanna knuckles, Gucci shirt, buckles
Louis Vuitton billboard, the niggas boy just to hustle
Poster boy for them dealers
I just want you all to me
But I aint handsome, I trying to bug niggas
Yall the Verizon man, Im just gon behind yall
But every now and then, I remind yall

2: Game]
Its red bottom boss, nigga
Bentley truck, fuck what it cost nigga
That V12 start up Ross nigga
why them hoes call me the boss nigga
Catch me in the Maybach, where them seats way back
Remember, I had a Rocky for ya, and I aint talkin
You know I got that K strap, chopper with the hat
If you see tip drillin, King of Diamonds, tell I got eight stacks
Ace of Spades by the crates,
lose, like Alexander the Great, biatch
I only win Baylor, I run the city like mayors
Dont make me go dig up old Chuck Taylors
Back when me and Snoop was the ones throwin up gang signs
Ya niggas bloods until I cosigned yall
But that Verizon man, Im just gon stand behind yall
And sometimes I gotta remind

[Verse 3:
Taylor nigga, I aint Wiz doe
I got that yellow brick road my ear lobes
Playin ice hockey, feelin like
Los Angeles King, and Im who the city cheer for
Niggas subliminals, act like I dont hear those
I could give yall 100 bars, but you all know yall those
And plus, Im too to my lifestyle
Fuck them Air 1? s, Im too attached to spikes now
Vuittons, hard as croutons
They comfortable futons
They suede, grey
The yellow Luke on
The Lakers, he was
But they should moved that nigga Marion, Gloria move on
Damn, was that too
niggas gettin pooped on
While I get my Duke on, and crossover like
warm, Im too hot, youre too cold
Im 2Pac, too old for hip hop
Stop.