Luyện nghe bài hát That Range Rover Came With Steps

[Intro:
Fuck!
Fuckin nigga
(We the music!)
Murder murder rap

Drenched chest franklins

[Verse 1:
Fucked the DA on my way
I some millions on my way here nigga
With the brain open
That new Mulsanne got the bust open
them racks like Jimi Hendrix on the guitar
Load my gun Cock it back then I start
I can't name how many times they to clone me
dirty money help me see the double
Sidity thots, they ain't forever
My and tribulations playing out on blogs
Spend three thousand or better all the cars
The Maybach park itself,
range rover came with steps, nigga
Electric in the back I'm eating filet mignon
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good all year put the rollie on
They in the streets you gotta keep a drum
Say a prayer for my nigga, know he dumb
The murder rate going up nigga, I done ran this check up
Get hit up from the up nigga, yeah
The goyard looking like a
Murder money, I'm in love murder money
Old friends of me turned into my
My money and changes niggas into enemies
All my work and lonely nights no sympathy
Want to a hit but too far in the industry
I feel your I know you niggas envy me
They rep the that bangin' it out in penitentiary
I watch the shit come out your mouth and it's
I'm tryna love you but I doubt scream infinity
With billions on my mind it's hard to be cohesive
Gettin' that A-Rod money like I hit the
Keep a spanish mamacita like a Fanta
And I 'em all dope and they pissed off
Got my lil babies waiting so they can wack ya
I got my memphis ten niggas to jack ya
I got some DC waiting to kidnap ya
I got the clappers, finessers, and the
the rap, you gotta go dap em
Don't to look a nigga when they after ya

[Verse 2: Yo
I Future I can see the future
my bitch I love you 'fore I knew you
I know I'm blessed nigga
I'm grateful and if you diss me I might shoot ya
Brrr you don't fuck with me the feeling
Fuck you, half rap niggas owe the jeweler fuck 'em
I was selling to success
I was coppin' keys Texas
New Wraith the stars in it
New Porsche, condo, room cars in it
Ace of with the Percocet and bars in it
Young shooters, real soldiers put heart in it
talk 'bout all this money we make and all these niggas they hatin'
Let's talk 'bout runnin' that bag up fast cause we got no patience
Let's talk 'bout poppin' strips and xans like we 're
And the fed's allegations have you
Million dollar dope boy I be grateful
You tryna get that 100 Mil I'ma you
boy, I ain't never wanna be a rap nigga
Billboard LA Reid just signed a trap nigga
New york Times Jay Z just signed a trap nigga
Kitchen like it's Thursday, you Might bring it back nigga
You the money up if I'm being honest
Gotta be grateful I never break the
I my plug love me, I know my bitch hate me
I heard my salty I tried to tell 'em it ain't my fault
It's just my blessings me
But since they on an nigga I'ma keep ballin'
And I ain't textin' bitch back because she keep stallin'
If she ain't fuck the first night then she miss her callin'
Fuck a plea, I'm goin' to trial face i'm all in
Philippe it AP, 40 mil I'm all in
Plug hit my line I act I ain't see 'em callin'
I so hard for [?] I'm tryna get some free bands
I'm the king of the city my Graceland
No respect for rappers they respect the man
That's why your favorite rapper actin' like the dope man