Luyện nghe bài hát THat Part [Explicit]

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

Ayy! part
Bang this in the hood one time
Lil I'm back and poppin'
Tell that ugly bitch to move away, I need 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 with the gun off safe, part
Ayy I'm still make that plate
Rich or nigga, pick your fate
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 the Rolls, nigga
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 independent bitches, that part
I just want the paper, that
All my flavored
That part, part, that part, that part

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

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

Ayy! That
Bang this shit in the hood one
Lil bitch I'm back and
Tell ugly 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 matchin' bling, part
I'mma get so blowed, I'mma lose my brain, that
Me and XO only go straight
Need me a bitch that'll go both
Style on top of style,
Since a youngin' I wanted to ball,
Had a pistol in my drawls,
When I was broke, I had the sauce,
Got a Chevy with to side on it
spokes, the dang-d-dangs on it
Got a to stand the fire too
I put your Uzi down you

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

Walkin', livin' legend, man I like Kobe (That part)
I just dropped 60, man I feel like
was with me, man I feel like Kobe
Pippen at my weddin', man I like Jordan
at my weddin', I be raaa-uh-ayy
Ain't say shit,
You was listenin' close
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 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!