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 bitches
That part, that part, that part, part

Ayy! part
this shit in the hood one time
Lil bitch I'm back and
Tell that 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, part
Ayy I'm tryna make that plate
Rich or poor nigga, pick your
Style on top of style,
Five I've been rich, nigga
Drove Bimmers down Fig,
Pushed down Broadway
I've divin' in different hoes, nigga
Got a chain worth the Rolls, nigga
Got an engine back the top in it
Nigga drivin' it like a bomb in it

Me no conversate with the fake, that
All my bitches independent bitches, part
I just want the paper, that
All my flavored
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 like Kobe
I just left the strip club, got glitter on me
Wifey gonna kill me, she the OJ
Y'all don't me, man this ain't okay
Four Seasons, take a shower, new clothes, I'm
nigga, still eatin' catfish
That bitch really bad, that's a catfish
If I walk up out of Fifth
Have the paparazzi back-flips
If I lay you on the mattress
the back out 'til you backless
Thick, we established
She just got 'em done,
Yeah!
Okay, okay, okay! (That part)
Beggars be choosers, bitch this ain't Chipotle (That part)
with an attitude, I feel 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 bitches
That part, that part, part, that part

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

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

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
part
That

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