Luyện nghe bài hát THat Part (Black Hippy Remix)

Me no with the fake, that part
All my bitches independent bitches, that
I just want the paper, part
All my flavored
part, that part, that part, that part

Ayy! That
Bang this shit in the one time
Lil I'm back and poppin'
Tell that ugly bitch to move away, I need options
then fix your pockets, all I do is profit

Quarter million, switchin' lanes, that
Bet my bitch the same old thing, that part
405 with the gun off safe, part
Ayy I'm still make that plate
or poor nigga, pick your fate
Style on top of style,
Five I've been rich, nigga
Bimmers down Fig, nigga
Pushed Porsche's Broadway
I've been divin' in different hoes,
Got a that's worth the Rolls, nigga
Got an back with the top in it
Nigga drivin' it it's a bomb in it

Me no with the fake, that part
All my independent bitches, that part
I want the paper, that part
All my bitches
That part, that part, part, that part

Okay, okay,
Okay, okay, okay! (That part)
can't be choosers, bitch this ain't Chipotle
Nigga with an attitude, I feel like
Walkin', livin' legend, man I like Kobe
I just left the club, got some glitter on me
Wifey gonna kill me, she the OJ
Y'all don't feel me, man this okay
Seasons, take a shower, new clothes, I'm reloaded
Rich nigga, eatin' catfish
That bitch ain't bad, that's a catfish
If I walk up out of Saks
the paparazzi doin' back-flips
If I lay you on the mattress
the back out 'til you backless
Thick, we established
She just got 'em done,
Yeah!
Okay, okay, okay! (That part)
Beggars can't be choosers, this ain't Chipotle (That part)
Nigga with an attitude, I feel O'Shea (That part)
Walkin', legend, man I feel like Kobe (That part)

Me no conversate with the fake, part
All my bitches independent bitches, part
I just the paper, that part
All my flavored
That part, that part, that part, that

Ayy! part
this shit in the hood one time
Lil I'm back and poppin'
Tell ugly bitch to move away, I need more options
then fix your pockets, all I do is profit

Few million made and still ain't changed, that
Me, my girl got matchin' bling, part
I'mma get so blowed, I'mma lose my brain, that
Me and XO thing go straight
Need me a bitch that'll go ways
on top of style, nigga
Since a I wanted to ball, nigga
Had a in my drawls, nigga
I was broke, I had the sauce, nigga
Got a Chevy with side to on it
Hundred spokes, the on it
Got a chopper to stand the too
I put your Uzi down you

Me no conversate with the fake, that
All my bitches bitches, that part
I want the paper, that part
All my bitches
That part, that part, that part, part
Ayy! That
That
That

Walkin', livin' legend, man I feel like (That part)
I just dropped 60, man I feel Kobe
Lamar was with me, man I feel like
Pippen at my weddin', man I like Jordan
Trippin' at my weddin', I be
Ain't say shit,
You was listenin' though
You was to hoes though
You wouldn't listen to the flow
to the 'Go
Listen to a nigga from the 'Go though
I'mma freestyle this mothafucka, who
When I'm my niggas, nigga, ScHoolboy Q
And uh, Top Dawg, Top Dawg
Get nigga on the phone
Top on the phone!
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy! Hah!