Luyện nghe bài hát Stare

Seein' things a good enough excuse
When you are just right there
I you ain't just gon' stare
things you never imagined
The up the air
I know you ain't gon' stare

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

911, I 'em
My bitch got to customs
Foreign, foreign, foreign,
We on soarin'
New McLaren or
Move around and go
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
Dolla want no mo' kids, uh
Dolla want some more Ms, yeah
Dolla don't want no mo'
Dolla just want some Ms, yeah

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

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

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

They got emotions semen
Your is suckin', you creamin'
Dolla hittin' it, gettin' it
Get ya outta here, he it
all business, baby
I got but limits lately
I dabbled in some real estate
24K on my dinner
Yeah, all gold everything
over everything
Be your best friend, be your zaddy,
Yeah, I could everything

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

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

Keep goin' through your
Keep stackin' up your (woo, woo)
ballin', let the money grow
Cris' smell like
a eye on the snakes, though
Keep a watch full of
the hoes, we don't like niggas

All the shit I been through
I even explain
Smokin' Ls to the
Gang, gang, gang,
On the plane with my bad
Come to flavors, I got
Too luggage, I can't carry it
Lot of money, I marry it
We ain't at the Marriott
Presidential, my residential
Need someone to her panties up
Smokin' soon as your man get up
She with me she a fan of us
Young Khalifa on the
And no, I say that I blame her (uh)
I'm puttin' KK in the (yeah)

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

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