Luyện nghe bài hát Stare

Seein' things isn't a good enough
When you are just sitting right
I you ain't just gon' stare
Bein' things you imagined
The up the air
I know you ain't gon' stare

Saint my denim
how I'm living
Brand new chain
Gang, gang, gang,
Day day 4-0
I take your ho
When I walk the door
he go, there he go

911, I 'em
My bitch got to customs
Foreign, foreign, foreign,
We on Crenshaw
New McLaren or
Move and go forward
She be on all
You I be all for it

got through signin' a deal, uh
Just got through the seal, ayy
She on the for a thrill, uh
She know that's somethin' I can give
don't want no mo' kids, uh
Dolla just some more Ms, yeah
don't want no mo' friends
Dolla want some more Ms, yeah

Skrrt, in a Benz, uh
Skeet, on her friends, uh
I got nines, I got tens, uh
I hit some new twins
passed on a lick
Still got in the fridge
Ran it up on the
See you lookin' and

Seeing things isn't a good excuse
When you are just right there
I know you just gon' stare
Bein' things you never
The up the air
I know you ain't gon' stare

Saint my denim
how I'm livin'
Brand new chain
Gang, gang, gang,
Day day 4-0
I take your ho
When I walk the door
There he go, he go

They got through semen
Your thot is suckin', you
'Cause Dolla it, gettin' it
Get ya here, he hittin' it
all business, baby
I got everything but lately
I just dabbled in some real
24K on my plate
Yeah, all gold everything
Money over
Be best friend, be your zaddy, girl
Yeah, I could everything

Get you anything but a wedding
Pull up in that
That coke white and Off-White
the supermodels only fuck twice
And if you act right, you could get that right
If I fuck you at my crib, then girl, you got back tight
Ay, I'm not them, I'm guy
Spaceships, I'm that
Superfly, I'm fly
So, why, psh

Seeing things a good enough excuse
When you are just sitting right
I know you ain't gon' stare
Bein' things you never
The up the air
I you ain't just gon' stare

Keep goin' through your
Keep stackin' up your (woo, woo)
Keep ballin', let the money
Cris' smell like
Keep a eye on the snakes,
Keep a full of icicles
'Bout the hoes, we like niggas

All the shit that I through
I can't even
Ls to the brain
Gang, gang, gang,
On the with my bad bitch
to flavors, I got variants
Too much luggage, I can't it
Lot of money, I marry it
We stayin' at the Marriott
Presidential, that's my
Need someone to her panties up
wwed soon as your man get up
She with me she a fan of us
Young on the cannabis
And no, I can't say I blame her (uh)
I'm puttin' KK in the (yeah)

I'm a crib with no neighbors (ooh)
I'm takin' them pics my haters (wow)
Don't you to do me no favors
I be on like a laser (ooh)
Don't think I'm sweet I'm famous (no)
My niggas and aimin' (damn, wow, bang, brrow)

Seeing things a good enough excuse
you are just sitting right there
I know you ain't just gon'
Bein' things you never
The up the air
I know you just gon' stare