Luyện nghe bài hát Speed

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

Came through, niggas
Satellite coupe the new stickers
Never running with no new
Just my OG's and cool bitches
Bad ones, I what to do with them
I don't buy no bags, I just get them high
All she really wanted to do was
I'm a let her, sweat her, no pressure
Let her decide, she
She gon choose what's better
Autumn weather, in a vintage ice sweater
Fly beyond
That's your girl you better her

Cherry beamer, drop
pass Ace Boogie
He mad at his job
I had as a younger
Grinding hard to provide a yard for my big
Rest in to the Jacker, may you mob
No love in the my nigga
They don't give a about you or me my nigga
Just an era where a nigga is these niggas
And these bitches just the television
Fake hair, fake ass for a real one
Just tryna a nigga with a million
And do to get one