Luyện nghe bài hát THat Part [Explicit]

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

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

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

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

Okay, okay,
Okay, okay, okay! (That part)
Beggars can't be choosers, bitch ain't Chipotle
with an attitude, I feel like O'Shea
Walkin', livin' legend, man I feel like
I just the strip club, got some 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
Rich nigga, still eatin'
That ain't really bad, that's a catfish
If I up out of Saks Fifth
Have the paparazzi doin'
If I lay you down on the
the back out 'til you backless
Thick, we established
She got 'em done, bra-strapless
Yeah!
Okay, okay, okay! (That part)
Beggars can't be choosers, bitch this ain't (That part)
Nigga with an attitude, I feel like (That part)
Walkin', livin' legend, man I like Kobe (That part)

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

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

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

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

Walkin', livin' legend, man I like Kobe (That part)
I just dropped 60, man I like Kobe
Lamar was with me, man I like Kobe
Pippen at my weddin', man I like Jordan
Trippin' at my weddin', I be
Ain't say shit,
You was close though
You was to hoes though
You wouldn't to the flow though
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, Top Dawg
Get nigga on the phone
Top on the phone!
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy! Hah!