Luyện nghe bài hát Rich As Hell

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I gotta it
Any and however you want it
Late at night and I can't
I'm up, I'm tossing, turning
That's them from my temper creeping on me
That's from me cuttin' 'em off and home all by my lonely
and bales
I prefer chopper, it's gon' kiss you and won't never tell
I can that 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 still thuggin', this the as hell

Get it and it, I flip it
You know how I get it, I know some layers
I can speak that and talk that work
I leave it scarred and
Presser, I got solids on that semi, bust head for real (Presser)
Give me head and then I flip or get that for real
Ballin', my niggas
Niggas be talkin' and I catch 'em
I do often, fuck it, I off 'em
Know that I got 'em, you know I'ma 'em
his fam, I pick his coffin
Catch who bad? Bitch, I 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, tell through a message, we come
We hang with them drums, Draco sounding like a bomb
Yeah, you talk that shit, I'm it, hmm
Watch how quick I it
I go Shmurda with them
I got murder on my
I got black on top my
I got straps inside Bentley
You wan' play, I make you it
Come your way, sure you get it

Bitch, I trap out like Griselda, hollows, I 'em
with my celly, police 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 time and however you it
at night and I can't sleep
I'm up, I'm tossing, turning
That's them bodies from my 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 never tell
I can that dope 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', the rich as hell

Whip bitch out and she lick it
how a nigga be kickin'
I got cases pending, I got THC, it's
If I point, them hit it
I got throwin' up Billy, Blood
I got problems, really, I piss out red the tub
it
Run her a song, she that
Smoking strong, a pack inside my bag, got big racks
She took the Roxies out her pocket, told that 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 you don't talk, bitch
I care 'bout what they talkin', fuck her best 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 out like Griselda, hollows, I mail 'em
with my celly, police walk in, I won't tell 'em
Talkin' on my celly this bitch who came from Heaven
in my precious, I got uh-uh in my mansion

I gotta it
Any time and however you it
Late at night and I sleep
I'm up, I'm tossing, turning
That's them bodies from my temper on me
That's me cuttin' 'em off and being home all by my lonely
and bales
I prefer that chopper, gon' kiss you and won't never tell
I can cook that dope just 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', the rich as hell

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