Luyện nghe bài hát Tinted

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

Whip's so tinted can't see 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 takin' your (show money, show money)
No, let it get close, no, no

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

Whip's so tinted can't see in it
so fast, bitch, what speed limit?
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 it's a joke, no (no money, no funny)
Woah, it's takin' your (show money, show money)
No, let it get close, no, no

It's Donnie, it's
You don't ask who's in it (who?)
I need money I print it (print it)
Put me I fit in (fit in)
Been Prime the beginning
Same thing 'till the (afterlife)
Kill shit like a and knife (woo woo)
Woah, skrt thought the city NASCAR (skrt skrt)
Hitting curbs on the bar
Dodge cops I'm at large
Yeah, trying hardest to find me (where?)
Trying hardest to line me (how?)
Prime like the Eisleys (what?)
All of this money's (it stick to me)
We doing for the ages (its history)
I her lost in the mazes
I her lost in the matrix

so tinted can't see who's in it
Drive so fast, bitch, what limit?
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, it's takin' your (show money, show money)
No, let it get close, no, no

Move to the 'burbs I see horses out my
Like the time my wrist
New I got ripped clothes
Still it on my hipbone
Gotta an extra clip
Gotta keep an extra (woah)
You don't know bout moving milli (woah)
Adding up I'm at like 50 (woah)
She keep saying wait till karma hits me (I she's crazy)
She don't understand me, but dollars get me
Man I so many people, I stopped keeping count
Luckily I have these pills they me even out
Whiss is getting money the secret's out
And I got a couple shooters I keep around

Whip's so tinted see who's in it
so fast, bitch, what speed limit?
Hard on these 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, it's your show (show money, show money)
No, let it get close, no, no