Luyện nghe bài hát Speed

B boats float the coast
Binoculars watch the float to shore
Tryna find ways to tax dope
Slanging bars soap
Bitches high off of these like coke
with they eyes closed, with no clothes
She want fuck because of my
It's I got X pills inside my quotes
Smoke, keep me on a high
playing in my Chevrolet
Game make ladies want stay
Plot all night, bust all day
It's the jet way
No time to 'cause that won't get me paid
make sense if it don't make dollars
Excuses start my Impala
If it ain't my paper then "I'll holla"

through, killed niggas
Satellite with the new stickers
Never running with no new
Just my and some cool bitches
Bad ones, I know what to do with
I don't buy them no bags, I just get high
All she really to do was ride
I'm a let her, won't her, no pressure
Let her decide, she
She gon definitely choose better
Autumn weather, in a vintage ice berg
Fly beyond
your girl you better check her

Cherry beamer, Saab
Sipping pass Ace
He mad at his job
Mentality I had as a
Grinding to provide a yard for my big dogs
in peace to the Jacker, may you mob
No love in the streets my
They don't a fuck about you or me my nigga
Just an era where a nigga is killing niggas
And these bitches mirroring the television
Fake hair, fake ass for a real one
Just tryna a nigga with a million
And do to get one