Luyện nghe bài hát Swing

Don't give me swing
I got mines an' that's the
Blahzay, blahzay, blahzay, who bell rings?
Don't give me your
I got mine an' that's the
Blahzay, blahzay, blahzay, who bell ring?

Now for the grab the stash to the Varner any splash
Tryin' not to crash, swervin', got the la la on the
bent up in the armored truck, stuck him for his glam
Shit is candy yams, now we movin' on the ancient

They usin' vision for the Valentino Gorabani
Armani Butter, we above these climbs, heist the harbors
Word to godfathers bleed, chasin' on Savannah
to Venice, tellin' sire 'bout my alley runnin' ways
That's how it was 'cuz now they got us at the fuzz

It's all gun an' on a bed of roses gettin' shugged
Wrap him in a rug, him on the roof 'til he stink
Hit the pool-hall, fled the Calico an' watch him
Movin' on Picaso, paintin' my an' condos
'Cuz when the Lo blows the Lo knows who don' knows

Don't give me swing
I got an' that's the thing
Blahzay, blahzay, blahzay, who name bell
Don't me your swing
I got an' that's the thing
Blahzay, blahzay, blahzay, who name bell

I hate players, I'm from the crown rhyme sayers
'Whatever kid' sayers get down no delayin'
I play my cards shark style, an' aces
to New York, the illest of all places

I never bleed even through plaza of greed
You got the rarest, true, game in yo world
Not them Gump niggas with shades an' S curls
I tilt my crown fly, I'm to angle you, girl

The me an' you alliance, is no the fly science
We'll prosecute the star picks with our style
The dollar necks, word, go 'head crack a smile
My name is Ish an' that's somethin' even in this

Of pimps, players, hustlers an' killahs an' wish
Your pretty to me, put in me in frame
Your complex attitude intrigue me, than Blow
You know, we can play the scenes like an' Pfieffer

My queen'll shine on brinks karats an' brighter
in foreign fabrics crit seers tighter
Them clown you dealt never belt
I came swift an' got felt
That champagne brand style got melt

My man, Killah Jules put me to these jewels
Thats dropped in the lesson sent to crush
Crush 'em,

Yo, yo, don't give me your
I got mines an' that's the
It's not your swing, it's an' that's the thing
So all blahzay, blahzay, blahzay, who name bell rings?
All that blahzay, blahzay, blahzay, who name bell