Luyện nghe bài hát Supreme

I just left the New States, embassy
Somewhere in Georgia, it's 109
I saw 30 and 30 rooms and I was on the wrong side of the house

me and Scott Storch get together you gotta call us the Illuminati
Whenever you see the G it represents God and
That's what the for
tell you be with them
Nah, I'm fuckin' with you
Aye, Scott, I'm just fuckin' with you,
Yo

Speeding in the Ghost on the phone jewlers
My new bitch out of D.C., call me Ricky the
Gotta gather my concentration while counting my
I got eight car notes and lost me a pack
On the beach, I'm up and down, women jocking my
300 horses in bitch, need a jockey inside
False floors for firearms is how you ride
Tried to me while in mine so that's how I survived
My new deal with Def Jam set me for life
to chapel the BM, man, I'm just rolling the dice
Big numbers, I'm John Wall, I'm balling
Just joking, my of humor is like one of a kind
Got gangstas who on my line that'll blow out your mind
Got them gangstas who on my line blow out your mind
Got them who on my line that'll blow out your mind
Got them gangstas who on my line that'll out your mind

me it's real
Tell me is real, baby
How it feel?
How does it

Liberace, I'm rich as a bitch
Charm boys get a whole city of brick
Through the wire we wetting niggas, set the shit on
My bitch I wanna bet, now we on Fisher Isle
Panamera with Tony Dribble, full of paper
Made a killing on Luther James every shooter
My niggas, we apart, they joined the rival gang
Caught them slipping, gave them a pass throwing at surviving gang
Next time boss turn his back on 'em
Letting boys bratt on 'em
Facts, never me with the fake look
Trapping little Davis, bitch, just me to the cakebook
Black bottles, boy, that's how our of ace look
chick, homie, hit homie on the Facebook
Damn, she hit on the motherfucking Facebook

Tell me real, I wanna know
How does it feel, yeah, how it feel?

Clean Maybach, but it's as shit
partitioning for the women, how busy we get
From the scotch, the large mop, bet the linking
It's all a and never wake me up until it's real
Duffle bags, that's for the homie he coming home
He never told and he never used the
He on swole and that need a telephone
In a Rover and a real nigga got it for him

You wanna know how does it
I know, I bet it so real
Tell me it's real, I wanna
How does it feel, to be

You know when hanging with billion niggas
One of the perks is getting to meet all these billion bitches
I just met a who never gets jetlag
And spent 10 thousand dollars on not her bag
You underdig