Luyện nghe bài hát Super Fake

Man, fuck you fake ass niggas and
Tay Keith,

hatin', tell 'em quit it
But you money, I don't get it
You want smoke or you acting?
Are you serious, I'm asking
If you real why pretend?
Maybe you get under my skin
Maybe you want to see me win
But I won't fold and I won't
Give me your cup, it with ice
A in the red, put it in the Sprite
Walked in the club, on the lights
But it was just dark, so was my ice
Chanel on my ten (toes)
Pinky ring I pimp hoes (who you with?)
That bitch with me a (she a freak)
Poppin' percs like Mentos (ugh ugh, woah)

Yeah, hop on the beat and it like a wave (tryna keep my balance)
Chains I'm a slave, Johnny Cage (I'm just kickin' shit)
She throwin' fits, I told that bitch behave (bitch ho)
I pop a bean and chop her my fade (ugh ugh, oh)
Remember Mario from eleventh (remember me from Mitchell?)
Dropped out of school, now I'm stupid paid (I'm paid, whoa)
I that nigga, y'all just super lames (y'all knew that)
How you gon' me then try fuck me, bitch you super fakes (huh)

Came in the game with
Nigga left, I got right like (got right on)
my vision, my lenses
I ain't fucked up the money, I spends it
I had a talk the most high (G-O-D)
I walk with the four five
I'm to death like a dead guy (corpse)
They call me Capo the guy (honcho, Bagg), yeah
I get emotional when I on my past (when I think 'bout it)
I could be still so I'm thankful for this bag (amen)
on both my ears, my earrings look like two lamps (bling)
This might not nothin' to you but I used to get food stamps
Hit her the side, caught a cramp (ugh)
The pussy me tap, it was damp (wet)
Yellow got me up like a (up)
up, made her serve, then I vamp (skrrt, what you rockin'?)
Yellow on me, look like macaroni (yellow, yellow)
Told her that I her, I'm too macaroni

Yeah, hop on the beat and ride it a wave (tryna keep my balance)
I'm a slave, Dolce Johnny Cage (I'm just kickin' shit)
She throwin' fits, I that bitch behave (bitch behave ho)
I pop a bean and her like my fade (ugh ugh, oh)
Remember from eleventh grade (remember me from Mitchell?)
Dropped out of school, now I'm paid (I'm stupid paid, whoa)
I been that nigga, just super lames (y'all knew that)
How you gon' bash me then try fuck me, bitch you super (huh)

I'm so fuckin' for the bag and shit
ocean bag, I got a water wrist
Haters make me made, that's why my diamonds