Luyện nghe bài hát T.N.B.

Pull up to the club - skatin' on dishes
We in '67 Chevys, they got Daytons on bitches
Fuck is goin' on? that hatin' shit was finished
We don't take it personal, we takin' niggas bitches
we takin' niggas' bitches, takin' niggas' bitches
Takin' bitches, yeah, we takin' niggas' bitches
That's your girl up in my section? Boy, you the business
Just take it personal, we takin' everybody's bitches
Hundred bottles of Ciroc, drinkin' like a
Fuck what think, bitch, I think I like to floss
Fuck is on? Thought that hatin' shit was finished
Take shots, take some pictures,
Then let's take niggas' bitches

Okay, I'm faded off that motherfuckin' Ciroc,
we in the building like sheetrock, studs
Now she want me to beat that 'til it beat-box (what?)
She like my style, so we got ghost you D-Blockin', cous'
Yeah, she pullin' on my sleeve, tryna get to me
She got a long, wavy weave and a big ol'
I'm gettin' all this rap money and my boys flip
So don't be actin' you bougie if your boyfriend broke
She said he ain't her right, she gon' eliminate him soon
I ain't spend the night, I wanna penetrate it soon
You know, infiltrate that womb, drop in them like a convertible
We can get up like that nigga's ego, dollars off vertical
She over my swag - so you know where she goin'
Put no bitch my cash - bitch, I'm 'bout my coins
And I ain't talkin' rolls of quarters, but I got dimes
Tell him make my wheels extra clean, bruh, I gots to shine

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Dance, too much in the pants
I'll blow a couple grand, and straight it like a champ
And she drop it, I'mma get it poppin', shorties we rockin'
I got all these bitches jockin' the motorcycle dance
I'm low on my haters, but I'm high on digits
I give her sign, then we slide, you know I'm pipin' these bitches
She he ain't fuckin' her right, she gon' eliminate him soon
And my shine out of world, bitch, I intimidate the moon
I Jesus pieces and Coogies - you know, Biggie Smalls
I said "baby, you want some rose?" She said "you Ricky Ross?"
I said "whoa, my pimpin' - go play in the snow"
these white bitches still roll, oj in the cold
I hope it's all good a field goal when touchdown like a end zone
If that bitch don't lick c***, nigga, kick rock a Flintstone
See, you me your pebbles, I'll give you this bam-bam
You booed-up with an amateur, just me the sandman
Lookin' at my Rollie, it's my motherfuckin'
Tell that nigga clean my wheels and make them shine