Luyện nghe bài hát Super Fake

Man, fuck you ass niggas and bitches
Tay Keith,

Niggas hatin', tell 'em it
But you gettin' money, I get it
You smoke or you just acting?
Are you serious, I'm just
If you real then why
Maybe you tryna get my skin
Maybe you want to see me win
But I won't and I won't bend
Give me your cup, it with ice
A deuce in the red, put it in the
in the club, turned on the lights
But it was just dark, so was my ice
Chanel on my ten (toes)
ring like I pimp hoes (who you with?)
That with me a nympho (she a freak)
percs like they Mentos (ugh ugh, woah)

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

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

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 that bitch behave (bitch behave ho)
I pop a bean and chop her my fade (ugh ugh, oh)
Remember Mario from eleventh (remember me from Mitchell?)
out of school, now I'm stupid paid (I'm stupid paid, whoa)
I been nigga, y'all just super lames (y'all knew that)
How you gon' bash me then try fuck me, bitch you super (huh)

I'm so fuckin' thankful for the bag and
Pacific bag, I got a water wrist
Haters make me made, that's why my piss