Luyện nghe bài hát Taste

D.A

[Verse 1:
Slide on a pimp game with my rang
gang, lotta bitches, and a icy chain
Why you claim that you rich? That's a false
I be straight to the whip, no baggage
lotta styles, can't even pronounce the name
You got no style, see you on my Instagram
I be rockin' it like fresh out the pan
Only I'm takin' pics, I'm the middleman
Walk, talk it like a boss, I lift the hand
3 million cash, me rain man
like 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 a spray tan
Aw, Mr. 'What Of Car He In?'
In the city love my name, I ain't gotta say it

Tyga]
Taste, taste, she can get a
Taste, taste, she can get a
Taste, taste, fuck what a say
It's all the same, like
Taste, taste, she can get a
Taste, taste, let you get a
Taste, taste, do you the taste?
Yeah cool but he ain't like me

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

Tyga]
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 the taste?
Yeah cool

3: Offset]
(Offset)
Yeah, I'ma put the drip on the (drip, drip)
Diamond ice glacier, niggas (ice, ice)
Aye, aye feed me grapes Maybach the drac' (grape)
Slow in the Wraith, got this shit from bae
Diamonds up to par, the cookie hittin' (hard)
The sit in park, I'm at it, on Mars (Mars)
Shotgun shells, we always hit the target (blaow)
Popcorn bitch shell poppin' out the (pop it)
3400 Nawfside, Charles
4-8-8,
her get on top of me and ride me like a Harley
She wanna keep me company and want depart me (no)
(Depart me) Yeah, in the parking lot (skrt, skrt)
I kick it with these niggas 'cause they talk about ya
And I got the fire, make me spark it out ya
it in my back pocket like it's a wallet
Like the way she suck it, it like a Jolly (whoa)
Stack it up and put it with the project (racks)
And she got the Patek on water
I'm rich in real life, I get profit, copy

Tyga]
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

Tyga]
Taste, taste, LA you can get a
Taste, taste, you can get a taste
Taste, taste, Oakland you can get a
Taste, taste, New York do you 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, overseas let them bitches
Taste, taste, she can get a
Taste, taste, she can get a
Taste, taste, do you the taste?
Taste, taste, worldwide gon' get a taste