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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Ayy! That
Bang shit in the hood 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

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

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

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