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'
never could stop it, it's stuffed in my pocket
I got up for the score and never could block it
the show, I count up in a Masi'
Tears fall the lies, despite
bands through the time of the night
When you left, I ain't wanna live
Now I'm on the in and outside
Can you it better? Trap out like Griselda
Post up Barettas, hustlin' through the night, yeah
the block, finna stretch 'em
Wake the up when we wet 'em
And all gon' be alright, yeah
When that wrong take your life, yeah
pressure be on top of that Nike print
From rich niggas kickin' yo' back door
And they should give a Rollie to niggas who it
Who don't know a thing but trap,
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 that on the map, ho (Gang)

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

Now can you make it better? Trap out Griselda
Post up with Barettas, hustlin' the night, yeah
Jugg bust a right, yeah
Hop out, gun through the night, yeah
You how I'm rockin', you know that I'm with it
You loyal to me, make sure that you get it
If you want it, you got it, you how I'm rockin'
They never could it, it's stuffed in my pocket
I go up for the score and never 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 ain't wanna live
Now I'm happy on the in and
2]

Pick it up, throw it out, watch it come
Got a hunnid racks in a Dior bag
Count up money, I run up the sack
Boardin' on the jet a illegal strap
The shit they talk, I could tell you is cap
Up off the X and I only half
Stay energized, I fall from the tabs
Put a in my way, I'ma pay off the staff
I feel like it ain't no bitch I have
Saint Laurent with the fur like a bear
Balenciaga, that Gucci, and
I got on all and I bought several pair
When it's up, what we in, duckin' from 12
Time wise, clockwise, I never (No)
Ain't no slackin', we hustlin', we on for real
If we don't get it, we take it, you know 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' through the night,
Spin the block, stretch 'em
Wake the up when we wet 'em
And all gon' be alright, yeah
When that choice take your life, yeah
Gucci pressure be on top of Nike print (Shh)
From them rich niggas kickin' yo' back
And they should give a Rollie to who want it
Who don't know a but trap, though
Blue faces, I put over nat hoes
The shit that we sellin' will you relapse, though
I'm slippin', run up and get clapped, ho
I put North on the map, ho (Gang)