Luyện nghe bài hát Shotta Flow

I wish I touch would turn to gold
NLE, you me
Baby Mexico Choppa man, top
Baby Mexico
We finna talk our
Why not?
Yeah,

Yeah, yeah, yeah,
I am a menace, keep me a just like tennis
I'm with the shit like I'm
I started shit I'ma finish
be hatin', tryna blemish my image
Who want the smoke? .223 with the scope
clip long as a rope
We his nose, just like he had him a cold
I that boy was a ho
Pull up with the gang, you know we bangin'
What is your set, nigga? is you claimin'?
I am a beast, you cannot it
Don't point the finger, shit can get dangerous
These niggas hatin', these plottin'
Ooh, he got I'm runnin' his wallet
You say you a killer, nigga stop it
In a shoot out your gun was
You really a

You cannot on his yard
My nigga scammin', they swipin' them cards
I am so high that I'm talking' to
I'm gone off them jiggas, I'm poppin' them
Don't mind my pimpin', bitch, don't me
Choppa got a kick, call that Jet Li
gang drip though, what is your recipe?
Don't get a F if a nigga try to me
Whole lotta money, lotta guala
Hit the party fifty deep, but my shotta
Nigga tried me so you I had to pop him
So many bullets it confused the
Whole lotta racks, whole lotta
a headshot, I'ma shoot him in the back
3.5 up in the cack
We don't smoke reggie, shit called gas
I'm sticked up, like a man
I'm super hot, like a pan
He said that he gon' take from me
Ayy, know, he lyin' man
I'ma up from my hip then like a whistle
Your bitch suckin' dick like a pickle
Two in your chest, that's a nipple
And if a nigga run up I'ma pop him like a
Get rich or die tryin', I'm feelin' 50
new choppa got double d titties
Niggas don't play me I get silly
Love all the beef a southwest Philly, yeah

Yeah, love all the beef like a deli, yeah
Ayy, bitch, love all the beef like a southwest

I might just OD, killin' me slowly
Feelin' like I'm Kobe, ner' nigga hol' me
If you wanna run up on me, shoot 'em Ginobili
And I'm with the lil' homie, yeah, like I'm Toby, yeah
And I'm with the shit homie, yeah, like I'm Toby, yeah
Bitch!

(Like I'm Toby, yeah)
Finna ad-lib, eep all
(Like a school shooter, I'm Toby, yeah)
Yeah, yeah,
Keep all that Tay,
(Huh, huh)
(This shit straight drop, nigga, no cut)
Ayy Tay, keep all
(Straight drop, nigga, no cut)
all that, yeah, yeah
(Up my hip, yeah)