Luyện nghe bài hát Rich As Hell

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I bring it
Any time and you want it
Late at and I can't sleep
I'm up, I'm tossing, turning
That's bodies from my temper creeping 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 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 as hell

Get it and bring it, I it
You how I get it, I know some hard layers
I can speak that work and that work
I leave it and pale
Presser, I got solids on that semi, bust your for real (Presser)
Give me head and then I or get that dick for real
Ballin', my niggas
be talkin' and I catch 'em walkin'
I do this often, it, I off 'em
Know that I got 'em, you know stalk 'em
Fuck his fam, I pick his
who bad? Bitch, I doubt it
I got wanna 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 with that Wesson, you slumped
I got bro on top, ain't through a message, we come
We hang guns with them drums, sounding like a bomb
Yeah, you talk that shit, I'm it, hmm
how quick I whip it
I go Shmurda them glizzies
I got murder on my
I got on top my lenses
I got inside that Bentley
You play, I make you feel it
Come your way, sure you get it

Bitch, I out like Griselda, hollows, I mail 'em
Mojo with my celly, walk in, I won't tell 'em
Talkin' on my celly this bitch who came from Heaven
Stutter in my precious, I got in my mansion

I bring it
Any and however you want it
at night and I can't sleep
I'm staying up, I'm tossing,
That's them from my temper creeping on me
That's from me 'em off and being home all by my lonely
and bales
I prefer that chopper, it's gon' you and won't never tell
I can cook that just like 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 as hell

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

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

I bring it
Any time and however you it
at night and I can't sleep
I'm staying up, I'm tossing,
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' you and won't never tell
I can cook that just like a worker, you can ask VL
Look and I can eyeball, I don't eyeball, I don't need a
Plenty money, but I'm thuggin', this the rich as hell

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