Luyện nghe bài hát Rich As Hell

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I bring it
Any time and however you it
Late at night and I can't
I'm up, I'm tossing, turning
That's bodies from my temper creeping on me
from me cuttin' 'em off and being home all by my lonely
Bricks and
I prefer that chopper, it's gon' kiss you and never tell
I can cook dope just like a worker, you can ask VL
Look and I can eyeball, I don't loud, I don't need a scale
Plenty money, but I'm thuggin', this the rich as hell

Get it and bring it, I it
You know how I get it, I know hard layers
I can speak work and talk that work
I leave it and pale
Presser, I got solids on that semi, bust head for real (Presser)
Give me head and then I flip or get that dick for
Ballin', my haulin'
Niggas be and I catch 'em walkin'
I do often, fuck it, I off 'em
Know that I got 'em, you I'ma stalk 'em
his fam, I pick his coffin
Catch who Bitch, I doubt it
I got youngins off 'em
All this smoke, it got me
MAC's-11, I be steppin', bitch, I'm reckless, I'm
Catch you wrestling in your section with Wesson, you slumped
I got bro on top, ain't tell a message, we come
We hang guns with them drums, Draco like a bomb
Yeah, you talk that shit, I'm it, hmm
how quick I whip it
I go with them glizzies
I got on my tension
I got on top my lenses
I got straps inside that
You wan' play, I make you it
Come your way, sure you get it

Bitch, I trap out Griselda, hollows, I mail 'em
Mojo with my celly, police walk in, I won't 'em
Talkin' on my celly with bitch who came from Heaven
Stutter in my precious, I got uh-uh in my

I gotta it
Any time and you want it
Late at night and I sleep
I'm up, I'm tossing, turning
That's them from my temper creeping on me
That's from me cuttin' 'em off and being home all by my
Bricks and
I prefer that chopper, it's gon' kiss you and never tell
I can cook that dope just a worker, you can ask VL
and I can eyeball, I don't talk loud, I don't need a scale
Plenty money, but I'm still thuggin', this the rich as

Whip bitch out and she lick it
how a nigga be kickin'
I got cases pending, I got THC, liquid
If I point, them hit it
I got bitches throwin' up Billy,
I got problems, really, I out red inside the tub
it
Run her a song, she follow
Smoking strong, a pressure pack my bag, got big racks
She took the out her pocket, told that bitch don't sniff that
'Cause bitch, I'ma kick you out, you know we ain't with that
I put strap in her mouth, bitch
I thought I told you don't talk,
I don't care 'bout what they talkin', fuck her friend, bitch, I'm rich
your man man, ho, I'm lit
Plus my clique full of pits
I go put on pants
Thot, dad can't drip like this

Bitch, I trap out like Griselda, hollows, I 'em
Mojo with my celly, police walk in, I won't 'em
Talkin' on my celly with bitch who came from Heaven
Stutter in my precious, I got uh-uh in my

I gotta it
Any and however you want it
at night and I can't sleep
I'm staying up, I'm tossing,
That's them bodies from my temper on me
That's from me cuttin' 'em off and home all by my lonely
Bricks and
I prefer that chopper, it's gon' kiss you and won't never
I can cook that just like a worker, you can ask VL
Look and I can eyeball, I eyeball, I don't need a scale
Plenty money, but I'm still thuggin', this the rich as

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