Luyện nghe bài hát Vamonos

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

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

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

2: Rick Ross]
Four carbonators in the
up sideways, two six in the trunk
That's how my little woe
Hit licking, got a ho on the north side
bottles in the bando
Nigga ready to ride, runnin' out like
Red light in the
Gettin' so you know they heard I keep heavy ammo
RIP out the (?)
No shirt, blowin' dope, they me a hassle
If ya got it, snatch you
Talkin' check fuckboy, so I think it's time to you
Haters it was a costume
Til I blow thirty 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, count it on the board
a body blow, he comatose
Stand him, blaow, now he ghost
Get the drank in the double cup, tryna drink it while it's
since 94, feelin' like a pot of gold
Neighborhood like Geronimo
My pussy taste like Häagen-Dazs
and die, you get buried like Manilo
Time to go, you got to go when it's time 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 stop n' go, I even rob the
My stomach hurtin', palms with a snotty nose
Comin' your curtains, guns spittin' aimin' high and low
That's how it go, I need a fix, a diagnose
I to fix this fuckin' sickness before I explode
My momma said the streets wicked, I ma I know
And only thing pops was how much I owe
And cops givin' niggas tickets just for drivin'
They its the codeine, I say "how you know?"
A giant with the green, I ain't jolly
It's YM , my team, nigga, vámonos