Luyện nghe bài hát Thirty Bands

Thirty bands, thirty bands, thirty, bands

Rari, Audi, SS,
Rolly, Big face, 30
Keisha, Meisha, Neisha,
Cribo, top floor, up cash!
Thirty bands, thirty bands, bands, thirty bands
Cribo, top floor, up cash
Big face, rolly, 30

Chilling at the cribo, got back in town
through the check, Im always losing count
Man, they call me Black Boe Badass, tell them hoes to wipe me
If you step inside my closet, that shit look Nike town, uhh!
Wooooh, and I a rubberband
And a shout out to my rolly, that shit me thirty bands, oh
On top, smoking and switching gears
If you wanna live me, my n-gga, this is how it is
to 'em!

Rari, Audi, SS,
Rolly, Big face, 30
Keisha, Meisha, Neisha,
Cribo, top floor, up cash!
Thirty bands, thirty bands, thirty bands, thirty
Cribo, top floor, count up
Big face, rolly, 30

Left 15, right pocket 15
Thirty racks, in my
F-ck around, with my
In the club a light show, twenty bottles on sight, hoe
Rose, get it right hoe, party like this all hoe
Ciroc, yeah I drink it straight, double S in that
Make it rain on the interstate, Strap and they racing me
In the club, make it rain, thirty bands, change
Cribo, top floor, counting up, running them thangs!

Rari, Audi, SS,
Rolly, Big face, 30
Keisha, Meisha, Neisha,
Cribo, top floor, up cash!
bands, thirty bands, thirty bands, thirty bands
Cribo, top floor, up cash
Big face, rolly, 30

Boy stay fresh, like Sunday
Paper tag SS, to rip the runway
8 racks at Saks, so you we getting money
Them talkin' slick, man my n-ggas bout that gunplay
I get my Louis Tokyo, I spend a mil on my condo
And the seats in the whip and the feet on the whip, the hoes wanna f-ck me pronto
You aint talkin' money, no convo
Two hoes wanna em in a convo
up way up on the top floor, big face rolly cost me a Benzo

Rari, Audi, SS,
Rolly, Big face, 30
Keisha, Meisha, Neisha,
Cribo, top floor, up cash!
Thirty bands, thirty bands, thirty bands, thirty
Cribo, top floor, count up
Big face, rolly, 30