Luyện nghe bài hát THat Part [Explicit]

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

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

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

Me no with the fake, that part
All my independent bitches, that part
I just 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 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 on the mattress
Blow the back out 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)
Nigga an attitude, I feel like O'Shea (That part)
Walkin', livin' legend, man I like Kobe (That part)

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

Ayy! part
Bang this shit in the hood one
Lil bitch I'm back and
Tell that 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 got matchin' bling, that part
I'mma get so blowed, lose my brain, that part
Me and XO thing go straight
me a bitch that'll go both ways
Style on top of style,
a youngin' I wanted to ball, nigga
Had a in my drawls, nigga
When I was broke, I had the sauce,
Got a with side to side on it
Hundred spokes, the on it
Got a chopper to the fire too
I put your Uzi beside you

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

Walkin', legend, man I feel like Kobe (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 Jordan
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
I'mma freestyle mothafucka, who knew?
When I'm with my niggas, nigga, Q
And uh, Top Dawg, call Top
Get that on the phone
Top on the phone!
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy! Hah!