Luyện nghe bài hát Slime Belief

(Hey-ah, yeah, hey-ah, yeah, hey-ah, yeah, yeah)
(Hey-ah, yeah, hey-ah, yeah, ah) Hey ma, it do?
(Straight up)

If you it, you got it, you know how I'm rockin'
They could stop it, it's stuffed in my pocket
I got up for the score and they could block it
After the show, I up in a Masi'
Tears fall the lies, despite
Hunnid bands through the of the night
When you left, I wanna live life
Now I'm on the in and outside
Can you make it better? Trap out like
Post up with Barettas, hustlin' through the night,
Spin the block, finna 'em
Wake the up when we wet 'em
And it's all gon' be alright,
When that wrong choice take your life,
Gucci pressure be on top of that print
From rich niggas kickin' yo' back door
And they should give a Rollie to who want it
Who don't know a but trap, though
Blue faces, I put that nat hoes
The shit that we sellin' make you relapse, though
I'm slippin', run up and get clapped, ho
I put North on the map, ho (Gang)

1]
Turn up on a bitch when I'm off a Perc
That ho fuck on a fast beat
Ben behind me, do the dash, keepin' up in a
You get jacked out yo' shit, you text me
Pussy throwin' shots, ain't at me
up, tell that nigga get at me
Tough love for a bitch, trap me
Pay for the then I give them the MAC free
Got a in the car, I'ma smoke on that
Left the state for a and I'm comin' back
If he say he want smoke, no fallin' back
a bitch for the play, I'ma blow the strap
He usin' his head, put it in his lap
He ain't 'bout it, could that he only rap
I put 40 bands inside the trap
Every manifestation, I'm callin' (Gang)

Now can you make it better? Trap out Griselda
Post up with Barettas, hustlin' the night, yeah
Tell Jugg bust a right,
Hop out, gun flames through the night,
You how I'm rockin', you know that I'm with it
You loyal to me, I'll make that you get it
If you want it, you got it, you how I'm rockin'
They could stop it, it's stuffed in my pocket
I go up for the and they never could block it
After the show, I count up in a
Tears fall from the lies,
Hunnid through the time of the night
When you left, I ain't wanna live
Now I'm on the in and outside
2]

Pick it up, throw it out, watch it come
Got a whole hunnid in a Dior bag
up that money, I run up the sack
Boardin' on the jet with a strap
The shit they talk, I could tell you is cap
Up off the X and I only took
energized, I fall back from the tabs
Put a half in my way, pay off the staff
I feel like it ain't no I can't have
Saint boot with the fur like a bear
Balenciaga, that Gucci, and
I got on all three and I several pair
When it's up, what we in, duckin' from 12
Time wise, clockwise, I never (No)
no slackin', we hustlin', we on this for real
If we don't get it, we it, you know what it is

Can you make it better? out like Griselda
Post up with Barettas, hustlin' through the night,
Can you make it better? out like Griselda
Post up with Barettas, hustlin' through the night,
Now, can you make it better? Trap out like
Post up with Barettas, hustlin' the night, yeah
the block, finna stretch 'em
Wake the up when we wet 'em
And all gon' be alright, yeah
When that wrong choice your life, yeah
Gucci pressure be on top of that print (Shh)
From them rich niggas yo' back door
And should give a Rollie to niggas who want it
Who don't know a but trap, though
faces, I put that over nat hoes
The shit we sellin' will make you relapse, though
I'm slippin', run up and get clapped, ho
I put that on the map, ho (Gang)