Luyện nghe bài hát Stylin'

She ride it a stallion
When I hit it I be
That keep calling its piling
Pop baby I don't call it
Killin the ref get T'd up
When we down better ease up
No trickin just stacking cheese up
No falling, i'm balling no
And no denying
I without trying
bitch keep eyeing me
I'm sick a virus
I'm fly a pilot
I can not it

you just tell I stay glo'd, yea
She wanna give me knowledge like an old
And I'm to learn just like a smart kid
Girl, i'm gone it like i'm harden
Stay fly an attendant
See my winning, no losing, no benching
I'm never cold stay on not to fucking mention
Got [?] waiting on me in
Wanna kiss on my chest because i'm up
two of them yea one of me
Don't matter add it up
I got them right beside me
So if you pull it then they shooting like Spike Lee
So if you try,
dies, yeah

She it like a stallion
When I hit it I be
That money calling its piling
Pop baby I don't call it
the ref don't get T'd up
When we touch down ease up
No trickin just stacking that up
No falling, i'm no ring
And it's no
I without trying
Your bitch eyeing me
I'm sick like a
I'm fly like a
I can not it

When I'm man I drip
Mj is it
That black be my bitch
her like i'm Chris
I'm gonna fuck her like i'm
Keep her no
In her like I slipped
I swim like a
Not a but I'm stylin
bitch hitting on me yeah she fouling
Got a box up an island
Where you can't see it like
Trying to run it up a RB
hold a lot like a RV
Shawty talkin bout she wanna the night
Need it in the morning like
I rap and I ball I'm Lillard
These be all in they feelings
You say that you ball you scrimmage
You do all for an image
Ice cold yeah for ages
Gotta nigga feelin like I'm
My flexing come in different
I be bitches like pages

She ride it a stallion
I hit it I be stylin
That keep calling its piling
Pop bands baby I don't it
Killin the ref get T'd up
we touch down better ease up
No just stacking that cheese up
No falling, i'm balling no
And no denying
I flex without
bitch keep eyeing me
I'm like a virus
I'm fly like a
I can not it

When I slide on these squares these bitches they necks
Boy, I will take your queen like we was playing
Before we she sucking D Generation X
My under my pillow I have the safest sex
I got bitches up in
I be styling a stylist
Robin Jeans of thousands
Dripping like a salad
I laid her down a pallet
style it got me growlin
She moan I the way she soundin
She can't it throw the towel in
Now when she see me she be
Her nigga hating like he
But I done the 40 cal in
No ref I'm if they foulin
When we touch down bitch wings up
I got chips I could slide a Visa
Sometimes I go slow then I up
No cuffs but your bitch got D'd up

She ride it like a
When I hit it I be
That keep calling its piling
Pop bands baby I don't it
Killin the ref get T'd up
we touch down better ease up
No trickin just stacking that up
No falling, i'm no ring
And no denying
I flex without
bitch keep eyeing me
I'm like a virus
I'm fly a pilot
I can not it