Luyện nghe bài hát Supreme (Remix)

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

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

Speeding in the Ghost on the phone jewlers
My new bitch out of D.C., call me the Ruler
Gotta gather my concentration while my stacks
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 is how you should ride
Tried to me while in mine so that's how I survived
My new deal with Def Jam set me for life
Want to the BM, man, I'm just rolling the dice
Big numbers, I'm John Wall, I'm tonight
joking, my sense 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 that'll blow 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

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

Vici Liberace, I'm as a bitch
Charm city boys get a city of brick
Through the we wetting niggas, set the shit on fire
My bitch I wanna bet, now we on Fisher Isle
Panamera with Dribble, BK's full of paper
Made a killing on Martin Luther James every
My niggas, we apart, they joined the rival gang
Caught them slipping, gave them a pass throwing pistols at gang
Next time gotta turn his back on 'em
Letting boys bratt on 'em
Facts, find me with the fake look
little 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

me it's real, I wanna 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 and never wake me up until it's real
Duffle bags, that's for the homie when he home
He told and he never used the telephone
He on swole and that need a telephone
In a Range and a real nigga got it for him

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

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