Luyện nghe bài hát T.N.B.

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

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

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