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 That's a false claim
I be straight to the whip, no baggage
Whole lotta styles, can't even the name
You ain't got no style, see you on my
I be rockin' it like fresh out the pan
when I'm takin' pics, I'm the middleman
Walk, talk it a boss, I just lift the hand
3 cash, call me rain man
like a shower, that's my rain dance
And we all in black, like it's
Say the word, you be hangman
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, 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?
that's cool but he ain't like me

[Verse 2:
Lotta girls like me, niggas fight me
get yo ass checked like a fuckin' Nike
Me not icey, that's
And she suck me like a fuckin' Hi-C
Aw, chains on the neck for the whole
And I feel like Gucci with the ice
And my bitch the Fenty, not the Maybelline
I'm the black JB the way bitches scream
Make bitches scream
Pretty thing
Like my nigga A.E, say,

[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
Yeah that's

[Verse 3:
(Offset)
Yeah, I'ma put the on the plate (drip, drip)
ice glacier, niggas imitate (ice, ice)
Aye, aye feed me grapes Maybach the drac' (grape)
Slow pace in the Wraith, got this shit bae
Diamonds up to par, the cookie hittin' (hard)
The sit in park, I'm at it, on Mars (Mars)
Shotgun shells, we gon' hit the target (blaow)
bitch shell poppin' out the cartridge (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 don't kick it with these 'cause they talk about ya
And I got the fire, don't make me it out ya
Keep it in my back pocket like a wallet
Like the way she suck it, suck it a Jolly (whoa)
it up and put it with the whole project (racks)
And she got the Patek on moccasin
I'm rich in real life, I get that profit,

Tyga]
Taste, taste, she can get a
Taste, taste, let you get a
Taste, taste, do you the taste?
Yeah, that's cool, but he like me

[Outro:
Taste, taste, LA you can get a
Taste, taste, Miami you can get a
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, Portland you can get a
Taste, taste, overseas let them taste
Taste, taste, she can get a
Taste, taste, she can get a
Taste, taste, do you love the
Taste, taste, worldwide gon' get a taste