Luyện nghe bài hát Vamonos

Pull up and drop a nigga a domino, vámonos
I'mma a nigga bye like adiós, vámonos

[Verse 1: YT
Which one of these pussy ass niggas
Make a nigga smoke 'em some marijuana
See the chopper, we can around the corner
Feel 'em your back and got the on 'em
'Fore they turn your momma to a loner
I stopped sellin' but I keep a stoner
Never without it, I'mma keep it on me
Throw back (?) and leave you
Bitch pussy super wet Aquifina
I'mma beat the pussy, Ike and
All I is racks like Sabrina
for the white bitch, French and Trina
Niggas say that we we're beefin', so I'm dinner
Pretty pussy poppin' a perfect picture
I pull and it, pass it fly as caterpillar
Nigga you ain't gettin' money, you ain't (?)
I've been tryna get a Rova like a rollie polly
Down to my last (?) jugg don't smoke
Put a bad on the molly, holy mollie
Put a in the trunk, drive a truck while we loaded
Workin' a Mexican, I'm gettin' cash for it
Finna pull a robbery, just a mask for it
Talk street nigga sense, take a for it
And I'll get to a if he ask for it

Pull up and a nigga like a domino, vámonos
I'mma tell a nigga bye adiós, vámonos
Why you talkin' on the phone,
no talkin' on the phone, bitch
Ain't no talkin' on the phone,
Ain't no on the phone, bitch
Pull up and drop a like a domino, vámonos
I'mma tell a nigga bye like adiós,

2: Rick Ross]
Four in the dome
Pull up sideways, two six in the
That's how my woe ride
Hit licking, got a ho on the north side
Black bottles in the
Nigga ready to ride, runnin' out Rambo
Red in the Lambo
Gettin' money so you know heard I keep heavy ammo
RIP out the (?)
No shirt, blowin' dope, they consider me a
If ya got it, I'mma you
Talkin' check fuckboy, so I think it's time to you
thought it was a costume
Til I thirty racks 30 minutes up at (?)
Broke nigga better check
Ice on, even put Gold on a Tec 9

[Verse 3: Lil
Get the cash out the envelope, it on the ironin' board
a body blow, he comatose
Stand over him, blaow, now he
Get the drank in the cup, tryna drink it while it's cold
Ballin' 94, feelin' like a pot of gold
jump like Geronimo
My bitch pussy taste like
and die, you get buried like Manilo
Time to go, you got to go when it's your to go
I catch you later like a common cold, the road
I got a ho, that got a ho, got a lot of hoes
I rob a store, a n' go, I even rob the poor
My stomach hurtin', palms itchin' with a snotty
Comin' through your curtains, spittin' aimin' high and low
That's how it go, I a fix, a nigga diagnose
I need to fix this fuckin' before I explode
My momma said the wicked, I said ma I know
And only pops said was how much I owe
And cops givin' niggas tickets just for drivin'
They its the codeine, I say "how you know?"
A with the green, I ain't jolly though
It's YM , that's my team, nigga,