Luyện nghe bài hát Vamonos

Pull up and drop a like a domino, vámonos
I'mma a nigga bye like 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 around the
Feel 'em your and got the monkey on 'em
'Fore turn your baby momma to a loner
I stopped rocks but I keep a stoner
Never leave without it, keep it on me
back (?) and leave you lonely
Bitch pussy super wet Aquifina
I'mma the pussy, Ike and Tina
All I is racks like Sabrina
for the white bitch, French and Trina
Niggas say that we we're beefin', so I'm dinner
pussy poppin' paint a perfect picture
I and puff it, pass 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 (?) jugg don't smoke type
Put a bad bitch on the molly, mollie
Put a chopper in the trunk, a truck while we loaded
Workin' a Mexican, I'm gettin' cash for it
Finna pull a robbery, just bought a for it
Talk nigga sense, take a class for it
And I'll get to a if he ask for it

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

[Verse 2: Ross]
carbonators in the dome
Pull up sideways, two six in the
That's how my little woe
Hit licking, got a ho on the north side
Black in the bando
Nigga ready to ride, out like Rambo
Red light in the
Gettin' money so you know they heard I keep heavy
RIP out the (?)
No shirt, dope, they consider me a hassle
If ya got it, I'mma you
Talkin' check fuckboy, so I think it's to cash you
thought 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
That's a body blow, he
over him, blaow, now he ghost
Get the in the double cup, tryna drink it while it's cold
Ballin' since 94, feelin' like a pot of
Neighborhood like Geronimo
My bitch pussy like Häagen-Dazs
Ride and die, you get like Manilo
Time to go, you got to go when your time to go
I catch you like a common cold, down the road
I got a ho, got a ho, that got a lot of hoes
I rob a store, a stop n' go, I rob the poor
My stomach hurtin', palms itchin' with a nose
through 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 said ma I
And only thing pops was how much I owe
And cops givin' niggas tickets for drivin' slow
tell its the codeine, I say "how you know?"
A with the green, I ain't jolly though
YM , that's my team, nigga, vámonos