Luyện nghe bài hát Tinted

Prime
I ain't even finna tell y'all how to get away murder and shit

Whip's so tinted can't see in it
Drive so fast, bitch, speed limit?
on these bitches I don't got no feelings
(Ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, ok)
My whip so

Woah, she can get it for sure, oh (for sure, for sure)
Oh, you it's a joke, no (no money, no funny)
Woah, it's your show (show money, show money)
No, let it get close, no, no

Your money done ran up
cryptocurrency, on a Murda beat
I know that these niggas stand us
We overseas, you can learn from me
It's drastic, plastic in elastic
Spooky, on my two feet
Saks Fifth, run it up for
I can't bring this money to the casket
And I bring your bitch outside the bedroom
Just copped a new with some more legroom
to call you back but I'm forgetful
When I'm in the States you know my bread

so tinted can't see who's in it
Drive so fast, bitch, what limit?
on these bitches I don't got no feelings
(Ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, ok)
My whip so

Woah, she can get it for sure, oh (for sure, for sure)
Oh, you it's a joke, no (no money, no funny)
Woah, it's your show (show money, show money)
No, let it get close, no, no

Donnie, it's Donnie
You gotta ask who's in it (who?)
I need money like I it (print it)
Put me I fit in (fit in)
Prime since the beginning
Same thing the afterlife (afterlife)
Kill shit like a mask and (woo woo)
Woah, skrt the city like NASCAR (skrt skrt)
curbs on the half bar
Dodge like I'm at large
Yeah, trying hardest to find me (where?)
Trying their hardest to me (how?)
Prime Boys the Eisleys (what?)
All of this contagious (it stick to me)
We shit for the ages (its history)
I left her in the mazes
I her lost in the matrix

Whip's so tinted can't see in it
Drive so fast, bitch, what speed
Hard on bitches I don't got no feelings
(Ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, ok)
My so tinted

Woah, she can get it for sure, oh (for sure, for sure)
Oh, you think a joke, no (no money, no funny)
Woah, takin' your show (show money, show money)
No, let it get close, no, no

Move to the I see horses out my window
Like the my wrist glow
New shit I got ripped
Still it on my hipbone
Gotta an extra clip
keep an extra bitch (woah)
You know nothing bout moving milli (woah)
Adding up I'm at like 50 (woah)
She keep saying wait till karma hits me (I think crazy)
She don't understand me, but dollars get me
Man I lost so people, I stopped keeping count
Luckily I have these they help me even out
Whiss is getting guess the secret's out
And I got a couple shooters that I keep

Whip's so tinted see who's in it
Drive so fast, bitch, speed limit?
Hard on these bitches I got no feelings
(Ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, ok)
My whip so

Woah, she can get it for sure, oh (for sure, for sure)
Oh, you think a joke, no (no money, no funny)
Woah, it's takin' your show (show money, money)
No, let it get close, no, no