Luyện nghe bài hát Supreme (Remix)

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

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

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

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

Liberace, I'm rich as a bitch
Charm city get a whole city of brick
Through the wire we niggas, set the shit on fire
My smiling I wanna bet, now we on Fisher Isle
Panamera Tony Dribble, BK's full of paper
Made a killing on Martin James every shooter
My niggas, we grew apart, they joined the rival
Caught them slipping, gave a pass throwing pistols at surviving gang
Next boss gotta turn his back on 'em
young boys bratt on 'em
Facts, find me with the fake look
Trapping little Davis, bitch, just me to the cakebook
Black bottles, boy, that's how our case of ace
chick, homie, hit homie on the Facebook
Damn, she hit homie on the Facebook

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

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

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

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