Luyện nghe bài hát Taste

D.A

[Verse 1:
Slide on a pimp with my pinky rang
Lotta gang, bitches, and a icy chain
Why you claim that you rich? That's a claim
I be straight to the whip, no baggage
Whole lotta styles, even pronounce the name
You got no style, see you on my Instagram
I be rockin' it like it's out the pan
when I'm takin' pics, I'm the middleman
Walk, talk it like a boss, I just lift the
3 million cash, me rain man
Money a shower, that's my rain dance
And we all in black, like Gangland
Say the wrong word, you be
Watch me stick to your bitch like a tan
Aw, Mr. Kind Of Car He In?'
In the city my name, nigga I ain't gotta say it

[Chorus:
Taste, taste, she can get a
Taste, taste, she can get a
Taste, taste, fuck a nigga say
It's all the same, Mary-Kate
Taste, taste, she can get a
Taste, taste, let you get a
Taste, taste, do you love the
that's cool but he ain't like me

[Verse 2:
Lotta girls like me, wanna fight me
Nigga get yo ass checked a fuckin' Nike
Me not icey, unlikely
And she gon' suck me like a fuckin'
Aw, chains on the neck for the team
And I like Gucci with the ice cream
And my want the Fenty, not the Maybelline
I'm the black JB the way these bitches
these bitches scream
Pretty little
Like my nigga A.E, say,

[Chorus:
Taste, taste, she can get a
Taste, taste, she can get a
Taste, taste, what a nigga say
It's all the same, Mary-Kate
Taste, taste, she can get a
Taste, taste, let you get a
Taste, taste, do you love the
Yeah cool

[Verse 3:
(Offset)
Yeah, put the drip on the plate (drip, drip)
Diamond ice glacier, imitate (ice, ice)
Aye, aye feed me grapes with the drac' (grape)
Slow pace in the Wraith, got this from bae
Diamonds up to par, the cookie hittin' (hard)
The Rari sit in park, I'm at it, on (Mars)
shells, we gon' always hit the target (blaow)
Popcorn shell poppin' out the cartridge (pop it)
Nawfside, Charles Barkley
4-8-8,
Make her get on top of me and me like a Harley
She wanna keep me company and never want me (no)
(Depart me) Yeah, in the parking lot (skrt, skrt)
I don't kick it with these niggas 'cause talk about ya
And I got the fire, don't me spark it out ya
Keep it in my back pocket it's a wallet
the way she suck it, suck it like a Jolly (whoa)
Stack it up and put it the whole project (racks)
And she got the on water moccasin
I'm in real life, I get that profit, copy

[Chorus:
Taste, taste, she can get a
Taste, taste, let you get a
Taste, taste, do you love the
Yeah, that's cool, but he like me

[Outro:
Taste, taste, LA you can get a
Taste, taste, you can get a taste
Taste, taste, Oakland you can get a
Taste, taste, New do you love the taste?
Taste, taste, you can get a taste
Taste, taste, Houston you can get a
Taste, taste, you can get a taste
Taste, taste, let them bitches taste
Taste, taste, she can get a
Taste, taste, she can get a
Taste, taste, do you love the
Taste, taste, worldwide they get a taste