Luyện nghe bài hát Supreme

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

Anytime me and Scott Storch get together you gotta us the Illuminati
Whenever you see the G it God and geometry
That's the stencil for
I'mma tell you be them
Nah, I'm fuckin' with you
Aye, Scott, I'm fuckin' with you, baby
Yo

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

Tell me real
Tell me this is real,
How does it
How does it

Vici Liberace, I'm as a bitch
Charm boys get a whole city of brick
Through the wire we wetting niggas, set the on fire
My bitch smiling I bet, now we on Fisher Isle
with Tony Dribble, BK's full of paper
Made a killing on Martin Luther James every
My niggas, we grew apart, joined the rival gang
Caught them slipping, gave them a throwing pistols at surviving gang
Next time boss turn his back on 'em
young boys bratt on 'em
Facts, never find me with the fake
Trapping Davis, bitch, just take me to the cakebook
Black bottles, boy, that's how our case of ace
Your chick, homie, hit on the Facebook
Damn, she hit on the motherfucking Facebook

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

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

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

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