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

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

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

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

Me no conversate the fake, that part
All my bitches independent bitches, that
I just want the paper, part
All my bitches
part, that 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 like O'Shea
Walkin', livin' legend, man I feel like
I just left the club, got some glitter on me
Wifey gonna kill me, she the OJ
don't feel me, man this ain't okay
Four Seasons, a shower, new clothes, I'm reloaded
nigga, still eatin' catfish
That bitch ain't really bad, that's a
If I walk up out of Saks
Have the paparazzi back-flips
If I lay you down on the
Blow the out 'til you backless
Thick, we already
She got 'em done, bra-strapless
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 feel Kobe (That part)

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

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

Few million and still ain't changed, that part
Me, my girl got matchin' bling, part
I'mma get so blowed, I'mma lose my brain, that
Me and XO only thing go
Need me a bitch go both 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 side to side on it
spokes, the dang-d-dangs on it
Got a to stand the fire too
I put your Uzi beside you

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

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