Luyện nghe bài hát Star

If you my girl legs open, better smash that
be surprised if she ask where the cash at

Big dope, to sell smoke
White goat, she got nose
I ain't no killa, no hitta, ain't no ho
I'm a sinner, I'm a winner, I'm a star
I am a star
M Sport coupe, a fast car
Worry 'bout me, and you get very far
Bitch I am a star, bitch I am a

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Bitch I am a self made, black paid nigga with a big
I'm surrounded by green, I'm sitting in a picnic
You surrounded by hate but you love me, you pick which
You big mad or lil mad? Me, I'm big rich
Repeat, I'm big rich
I press unlock, I reverse, then I it
You turn a key to start, that's okay though
Long as you try to hate on my halo, bless
I got angels, yes
I built this shit, piece by piece, a LEGO
Peace sign, peace, no draco
East east, west side lay low
side west, east side lay low
Catching up, you no
Say you up, a fable
20 bands, under the (lord)
My taxes to hit six figures
Mama used to claim me, the tax return bigger
Used to have my on the 38 trigger
Now I got my on my hand, Birdman, getting

Big dope, to sell smoke
White goat, she got nose
I ain't no killa, no hitta, ain't no ho
I'm a sinner, I'm a winner, I'm a star
Bitch I am a
M Sport coupe, a fast car
'bout me, and you won't get very far
Bitch I am a star, I am a star
Bitch I am a

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Where the bands, the bands at?
White people think I'm moving bricks in wrap
Black people think I prolly flip in the damn
Meanwhile, I put 20 bands in the
All my money turning clean, bitch I passed that
Yeah nigga smart, but he snitched, he a lab rat
If you catch my girl open, better smash that
Don't be surprised if she ask where the at
the, where the cash at?
Bitch I get to flowing I go in like a madman
Step inside with Saint Laurent, I'm lookin' I tap dance
I could eat a rapper a motherfuckin' rap snack
the body, stash that
Dig a ditch, pour the
I sip on no liq
I don't smoke, bitch I
You smoke? They got it
PG nigga, on point, so they hit
Steph with the 30 buzzer beater, that's a swish

Big dope, to sell smoke
White goat, she got white
I ain't no killa, ain't no hitta, no ho
I'm a sinner, I'm a winner, I'm a star
Bitch I am a
M coupe, that's a fast car
Worry 'bout me, and you won't get far
Bitch I am a star, I am a star
I am a star

Where the bands, the bands at?
White people I'm moving bricks in saran wrap
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