Luyện nghe bài hát Ring Ring

C-note after c-note, put the on my kilo
I wouldn't make it, now I'm winning Timothy Tebow
Fourth quarter, I'm back, quarter, in fact
Fourth quarter, that's that, four Ford in all
I said boss and I meant that, advance, you that
Corvette so clean think Bruce Springsteen rent that
Cars just like sneakers, got me ten pair
Dubai, I there, but f-ck that, we in here
Roll up and inhale, I next to Denzel
Alonzo, my condo cost three mil', this real
IPhone and iPad, in my gat
Left got ten bands, back pocket, four stacks
All I need is bad hoes, all these gon' rat
Half these niggas working now, they it down, they're going back
All I need is Benzos, riding on
Stack my money tenfold, make this my new

Fuck em, f-ck em, I'm screaming em
F-ck em, f-ck em, I'm screaming em
all you haters
Watch me all these b!tches
I got eight Rollies
And they all condition

I'm screaming f-ck em, f-ck em, I'm screaming em
Fuck em, em, I'm screaming f-ck em
I got different Benzes
is my deposition
I'm screaming, "F-ck witness"
b!tch, I'm big business
I'm screaming em

2 : 2 Chainz]
Me gon hit my
Me gon hit my
What you know about in the Gucci store and they salute?
cost a coupe, coupe cost a crib
Riding with the like it's my friend
This for real niggas only, I still bail with
Got a sign in my garage say, "Foreign only"
Forces pouring, on mixtapes I'm
See my shit that fire shit, and yo' shit
2 Chainz smoking loud like a newborn
Dad wasn't around, my father was Too Short
New deuced up, two cups got juice in it
Two forks, two pipes, I could it both-handed
My girl is bow-legged, just do it like Bo
Every beat I'm toe-tagging, big as a Volkswagon
Money got me sagging, it doesn't matter
I run circles round niggas' world like Saturn

Fuck em, f-ck em, I'm f-ck em
em, f-ck em, I'm screaming f-ck em
F-ck all you
me f-ck all these b!tches
I got eight different
And they all mint

I'm screaming f-ck em, f-ck em, I'm f-ck em
Fuck em, f-ck em, I'm f-ck em
I got five Benzes
This is my
I'm screaming, "F-ck witness"
b!tch, I'm big business
I'm f-ck em

[Verse 3 :
Black Foamposites, it's like we on that shit
Riding deep and I'm as dirty as them congressmen
Sixty-two, no tint, mission roof of my new shit
Ironic sense, my drive increased, my see the profit
Yeah, word, you niggas, pay me though
Smoke Mark McGuire strong
Oakland ain't no basic
to your lady, a.k.a. MMG favorite ho
Tell that ass the way to go I show her where to go
No Canseco, and I'm lanes at one six oh
A nigga fine, a police siren!
Woop woop, nah, that's just
And you cute, shorty, get low
On the low, I'mma talk jazz
Jungle for the night
Horny or white, Anglo-Sax

Fuck em, em, I'm screaming f-ck em
em, f-ck em, I'm screaming f-ck em
F-ck all you
me f-ck all these b!tches
I got eight Rollies
And they all condition

I'm screaming em, f-ck em, I'm screaming f-ck em
Fuck em, f-ck em, I'm f-ck em
I got five Benzes
This is my
I'm screaming, "F-ck witness"
b!tch, I'm big business
I'm f-ck em