Luyện nghe bài hát SMOKE SCREEN

It's not supposed to be now
What is she about?
you doin'?
I have no

Oh, pull up, door
I ain't gotta say (Oh woah, ooh woah, ooh woah)
They be catch up
New whip, us
Bad bitch, she up
No time for the players,
On my grind, I lay up

I think rich, so I keep my bucks long
dollar fits but still got some blue checks on
You gon' jog or you gon'
We in the diamond lane, breaded, all my smell like good leaves
Bitch that talk, I love the way she badass
We be on the grind, speed, I need an asset
I'm in a circle of cold niggas
Don't gotta say much, we up, the dips is gon' roll with us
Doors up like Lamborghini
She like way she with it, she gon' go up off a
I need it all, don't the half, I don't slow step
We be in the foreign, she gon' bob and tell her throat

Oh, up, door open
I gotta say much (Oh woah, ooh woah, ooh woah)
They be catch up
New whip, us
Bad bitch, she up
No for the players, haters
On my (Okay), I can't lay up

If they only knew, that thing do
See a million dollars everytime I of you
Take my business to the top, dream true
me to drop the top, no clouds, sky blue
Red or sixty-nine, Skyblue
Pull up on Snoop, watch a movie we drive through
Get you some ice, it out, you look surprise
A real winner, I can see it in your
Don't make our moves too fast we strategize
Grade 8, G-shit, when categorize
that money then your picture off in private
Put some diamonds on my wrist, perfect timin'

Oh, up, door open (Haha)
I gotta say much (Oh woah, ooh woah, ooh woah)
be tryna catch up
(Don't compete each other, man
Y'all do the same thing, y'all get the same shit, haha)
New whip, us
Bad bitch, she up
No time for the players,
On my grind, I lay up