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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Few made and still ain't changed, that part
Me, my girl got matchin' bling, part
I'mma get so blowed, I'mma my brain, that part
Me and XO only thing go
Need me a bitch that'll go ways
Style on top of style,
Since a I wanted to ball, nigga
Had a in my drawls, nigga
When I was broke, I had the sauce,
Got a Chevy side to side 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 independent bitches, that part
I just want the paper, part
All my bitches
That part, that part, that part, that
Ayy! That
part
That

Walkin', livin' legend, man I feel like (That part)
I just dropped 60, man I feel like
Lamar was with me, man I feel like
Pippen at my weddin', man I feel like
Trippin' at my weddin', I be
say shit, nigga
You was listenin' though
You was listenin' to hoes
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 with my niggas, nigga, Q
And uh, Top Dawg, call Top
Get that nigga on the
Top on the phone!
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy! Hah!