Luyện nghe bài hát THat Part (Black Hippy Remix) [Explicit]

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Walkin', livin' legend, man I feel Kobe (That part)
I dropped 60, man I feel like Kobe
was with me, man I feel like Kobe
Pippen at my weddin', man I feel like
Trippin' at my weddin', I be
say shit, nigga
You was listenin' close
You was to hoes though
You wouldn't listen to the though
to the 'Go
Listen to a nigga from the 'Go though
freestyle this mothafucka, who knew?
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!