Luyện nghe bài hát Shells

[Verse 1: Lil Uzi
Yeah, trap, (Trap), Mac, no Dell (Let's go)
Leave a nigga, (Stale), tec, no Kel (Bah!)
One hand, (One hand), slime, snail (Slatt)
Water, well, chain, melt (Let's go)
Glocks, in the
We send to hell (We do)
niggas, they snitches, gon' tell (Let's go)
'Cause there is no hint on my (Bah!)

[Chorus:
Shells, shells, shells, (Bah!)
Shells, shells, shells, (Bah!)
Shells, shells, shells, (Bah!)
Shells, shells, shells, (Bah!)

2: Shabazz]
I keep shells, his ass to hell
I got bales, I got
Pay you when it land, nigga, I trust the mail
Get em' in, get em' gone, they touch the scale
Glock 27, got it custom with the
Niggas playin', I'ma deal 'em
AR with a hunnid, still get 'em'
Walk a nigga down on that wild
Bro got molly, sand tan, brown
Bo-Boss up for a check, I like money man
Hold up, leave the bank, hit the money
I'm off percs, I fuck with Xans
In-In a sprinter, not a
She fuck with me I'm a winner, man
fuck with you 'cause you a mini-man
Pakk Boy Gang got like the Taliban
I might work my and serve it hand to hand

Shabazz]
Shells, shells, shells,
Shells, shells, shells,
Shells, shells, shells,
Shells, shells, shells,
Shells, shells, shells,
Shells, shells, shells,
Shells, shells, shells,
Shells, shells, shells,

[Verse 3: Lil Uzi
Mask on my face we run in yo' place
And we need every to the safe
And if you cooperate everyone safe
Got a Spanish bitch and she giving me face
I said Little bitch, do you like how shit tastes?
She Uno, dos, tres, cuatro, cinco, y seis
Tryna figure out how I'm gon' get out my
I'm a bad boy, a reverend, I like I'm Ma$e
Your with me but she got leave by 8
'Cause you Lil Uzi do not walk with no cape
Don't got no but my niggas, they apes
And we walk with bananas bust at yo' grape
Atlantic, Pacific, and Ocean gon' lay on my neck
Lil' bitch, not a lake
The car I got is prolly a Hellcat
And if you want do it, we prolly could (Skrrt)
And if you gon' hate, nigga, hate
let me fuck, then lil' bitch, you is bait
Don't wanna talk, no, I don't want
Bro flip the bricks just Raf flipped the straight
I made a right there on a Sunday
Woke up, I made two million on a
You is my son, you will me up one day
I am too humble, nigga, that's my shui

[Chorus:
Shells, shells, shells,
Shells, shells, shells,
Shells, shells, shells,
Shells, shells, shells,
Shells, shells, shells,
Shells, shells, shells,
Shells, shells, shells,
Shells, shells, shells,