Luyện nghe bài hát Supreme (Remix)

I just left the New United States,
Somewhere in Georgia, it's 109
I saw 30 bitches and 30 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 God and geometry
what the stencil for
I'mma you be with them
Nah, I'm just with you
Aye, Scott, I'm just fuckin' with you,
Yo

Speeding in the Ghost on the phone with
My new out of D.C., call me Ricky the Ruler
Gotta my concentration while counting my stacks
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 is how you should ride
Tried to murder me while in so that's how I survived
My new deal with Def Jam just set me for
Want to the BM, man, I'm just 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 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 that'll blow out your mind
Got them gangstas who on my line that'll blow out your

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

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

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

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

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

You know hanging 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 dollars on not her best bag
You underdig