Luyện nghe bài hát Stack On My Belt

Self-Made man, you already know
I remember we use to the coke dry
Now a nigga crib a boat dock
MMG navy nigga, tide sellers
D.C. air-force, G-5s are better, you know nigga
All gold sky-dwellers, fly nigga
Bel Air sippin', Ciroc pissin', foreign car
black millionaires nigga, we build the empires

I a stack on my belt, that's for you niggas who watching
I gave a stack to my bitch, she the out the project
Spend a stack on my belt, you bitches are stalking
A half a on the car, that's for you niggas who talking
Spend a stack on my belt, as if you think I was
Spend a on my belt, and you could still see my boxers
Spend a stack on my belt, that how I blew your
Stack on the belt, M this shit popping

Spend a stack on my belt, got asking my name
Spend a on the belt, she like fuck how we came
Double R all in the front, ya'll niggas in your lane
Spend a stack on my belt, don't even ask 'bout the
a stack on the belt, cause I knew she a wife
Spend a on the belt, cause my fooleys on time
Spend a stack on the belt, I got your on my mind
The is mine

I spend a stack on my belt, that's for you niggas who
I gave a stack to my bitch, she the out the project
Spend a on my belt, therefore you bitches are stalking
A half a on the car, that's for you niggas who talking
Spend a stack on my belt, as if you I was flogging
Spend a stack on my belt, and you could see my boxers
Spend a stack on my belt, that how I blew your
Stack on the belt, double M this shit

Spend a stack on my belt, better tell these rappers to
up that's Earlesman, more H and I be more trap ass for real
And I got mosquino, ya know R.I.P. flow, here go
That type of freak show, with three shows we don't need no more help
That go for three, just me Rozay and the clique
I make these suck on Cs, you make them suck on there teeth, let's get it
Ralph, Klauph, meow, they bounce, we hit, at LIV, your bitch, her
on the belt, just know that's nothing to me
My soldiers in the 'ville, you WWE
Of course we CM punks faking, but we leave them slump
Don't believe your cane stories, I should leave undertaking
A on my belt, 250 my ride
from renting these mother-fuckers to owning 4 with no miles
I pray my souls is in tact, passion in the of my rhyme
And when I hit that game I'm this close to LeBron
I'm

I spend a stack on my belt, for you niggas who watching
I gave a stack to my bitch, she the shit out the
Spend a stack on my belt, therefore you bitches are
A half a mill on the car, that's for you niggas who
Spend a stack on my belt, as if you I was flogging
Spend a stack on my belt, and you could still see my
Spend a stack on my belt, how I blew your deposits
Stack on the belt, double M shit popping

I'm the back, I'm swerving Maybach
I Versace my belt, I done Hermes my
Got a around my waist, keep my bitch on the leash
She goin' eat this head up, on dick she goin' feast
Time fuck the pleats, my place is packed
Red in my stable, ya my babies is bad
She spent a stack on my belt, now she me father
Stingray Balenciagas giving mollies to
I manage these strippers, Giuseppe's zippers
with the whole slab, niggas started with niggas
Rose gold on my wrist, gold on my shades
a stack on my belt, 100 done on my face

Spend a on my belt, so I could stunt when I shine
Get the mac off the shelf, keep these pussies in
Spend a on my belt, 10 at the bar
a mill on a whip, serving niggas that raw
Spend a stack on the belt, Versace my
Put 5 on his life, put 5 in his
Spend a stack on the belt, we the real niggas
on the wall, born to kill niggas

on the belt, ho
on the belt, ho
Spend a on the belt, ho
Gotta stack for the freak show, all I is a ...
M, YMCMB boy