Luyện nghe bài hát Switch Styles Reloaded

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Switch

I'm the of the ballers
My is to go get it
You getting money in the city, I make yo my business
I got on the doe
I call it Dennis the
You goin get greet with a smile, and get straight to the dentist
Put coats on the candy I call it quenchin the thirst
Pop my car in your driveway, you'll I send ya desert
I cooked up some fruit the way the orange is burnt
I'm bout my Excursion my rims done already turnt
That means I got miles on it just call me when want it
I turn on that Navigation enter in my opponent
Sound like that old Koopa, but look how that boy it
That it already throwed if you see that I'm on it
Look at the lot I own it, and that I bury ya
Got a delivery let me call my carrier
And I ain't even heard of ya, my paper is
A living room looking striaght outta Furniture
I will murder a murderer I don't with worriers
I get further and further ya plus my look perverted, huh
Top taking off that naked lady inserted her
Sexy on the fender, try'na get my doe like a burglar
Believe that I hurt you, you know the is purple
The TV screens in the Beamer hit the scene like it's Urkel
You gots to keep on but I'm a keep on ballin'
The like bill collectors cause they just keep on calling
With all these car-loving I feel like 007
Can they just throw car, shut the F up and go get em
I leave em stiff as a denim, I em fasho
I'm a em stiff as a doe, and lay em out like a flo
Styles

I up on em with the rag top leaning
Hit that button on the until it close (till it close)
The try'na pull my candy thang over
But my pistol hitting by the flow (by the flow)
Oh, I'm getting money and you know it
And I'll probably go and blow it on jewels (on some jewels)
And you know this is true but'cha got me
I won't go I'm nothing like you

Switch
Ay, stop talking what you finna do
You get the doe then go get the doe
I'm a ball all the way I'm fifty-fo
And spend all my doe on mo
Cause I'm way cooler than you
And I'm way than you fools
Yes the paint, then yes the
I got a new whip I call it Clues
I'm the baddest rapper in the southern
the hardest rapper out the forty-fo
You don't be the one to go toe-to-toe
I slow ya roll and you know it bro
Combo and I brought doe
You already know I don't
And if a hater try'na my doe
I'll break his face with my Converse
Talk last and bomb first
Like I'm having Fetti
Money power and fame cool but you get em all and you out a
Don't beg I feel that is petty
I don't J's I leave that to Nelly
You ain't even trash yet
But I'll raise mind and I'm mad already