Luyện nghe bài hát Tattoo Session

My nigga got a pint now I'm up on the west end
Face card digital, Challenger that FN
critical, calibers got the step in
They get out of jail, no answers, you getting in
I just pull up in a foreign in this bitch
I ain't got on no designer, swarming in this bitch
My eyes are squeezed like I'm foreign in this

ain't no snoring in this bitch (Go)
Breadwinner team (Go) team (Go)
team, no surrender, no retreat
Breadwinner team (Go) breadwinner (Go)
Breadwinner team, no surrender, no

Now watch the watch how it dance, while I thumb through the
Selling rocks in my trap, got beaucoup in my pants
In the bottom, hold up, what up mane shout out to Lil
On the phone with keep it gangster know how we be playing
If you 'em you can fuck 'em too, you know we don't be caring
We ain't have a lot when up, you know we be sharing
I used to fuck shorty tough I gave her to my daddy
Kept it real when we was coming up you need get at me
I broke up with her for Nica, I pull up on
B-Bitch I'm up in foreigns, caught a jug in Alabama
telling me she pregnant for some nigga out in (?)
I got across the water, we all the way retarded
We got acres we got horses, what I meant to say was
And I you fly to the other side of the country
Getting brain on a private jet when I'm steady running to the
out my mind all I see is dollar signs
And everybody watching the whips pass by
Now the watch how it dance, while I thumb through the bands
Selling rocks in my trap, got beaucoup racks in my
I got across the water, we all the way retarded
We got acres we got horses, what I to say was rarri's
It ain't shit to get a hoe, I got Mac Dre
Why you fuckin with a square, I'm a certified
I rock Louie Vuitton people stop and stare
Vallet Nieman Marcus, got this love affair
When I talk my diamond glare, I got pair
If its something new by Coogi I'm completely
up, that's my dawg, had to show him big ball
Had to fold him, beefin' with the team
Watch I act I don't know 'em
Panoramic roof inside the coup, I look up and talk to God
Getting brains at the stars, I say thank you Lord
Its on its like a dealership in my garage
inside the car and we take off and go to mars
Smoking satellites, loaded them bars
Prison life in prescription I go hard behind the
got a runner running back
Macaroni in the hamper
College life running back
Step team swaggin' on the
I'm a fly nigga down
Collared shirts and designer
Fuck it maybe I ain't flashy
Bust it baby steady be
Slap her ass who the fuck you
her friends, girl you fuckin' nasty
Caught her with the pistol and
Jumping out the with the ratchet
Soccer player kicking it Samson
She the truth it an example
Won't forget I been embarrassed
DUB show, I done to Dallas
In a ten, something was average
Baby daddy playing for the
People Kevin stop the madness
I don't know, stubborn habits
Money jumping acrobatics
camp swimming with lil daddy
Meant to say in the ship
Interstate flying with a
with the iron in the clip
Face card buy 'em a
'em back wrapped in Saran
Vacuum seal with the wheel
the way I'm playing in the field
Taylor Made standing
Dress orange all in one
All white coming with the
Novel skimming through the pages
contemplating things
Uh uh but you complicating
Know he jealous in his heart he
a pussy nigga mind his business
Start a fight he start a engine
Sleep him he could with the fishes
No and never no surrender
Excellent whatever you can
Beautiful creative
Barnes and Nobel chauffeur extensions
Women with it got to pay
(I don't what I'm doing)
Not in love but loving your
button, switching the ignition
Love my self, say I'm picky
Other don't believe in tricking
Down south nigga different
One of mine want it, get it
Breadwinner stickin' to the
One God is my religion