Luyện nghe bài hát Versace (Freestyle)

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Versace,
Its killers, real niggas all in my posse (shooters!)
I'm getting so rich that they up rumors that I'm illuminati (rich!)
Just me and my niggas we killin' these bitches, go for body (murders!)
suckers be hating, they praying to God that I don't cop a Bugatti
Hold up, drop the top on the
Pull in the club and I'm the party
Hold up, got on bitches
poppin' on molly's I'm prolly at Follies with PeeWee and Tip
Questing Lou
I did everything that I said I do
I really tell you that I'm better than you
But not on the same level as you
Cause the G55 got a hell of a
niggas make regular moves
With ya bitch and ya regular crew
And you nigga still smokin on regular too? word?!
a shame, my nigga
Louboutin blood like Game, my
Get left tryna aim, my
Like Saddam Hussein, my
I'm whippin' this brand new
100 bands in my
Call yo bitch Barry
She done ran through the
I got out the D
playing on the team
Do for me
I mix that xan with the
up, let me get it back
Versace,
I'm gettin' this money, I'm my broccoli (racks!)
I'm my city
You might gotta pay me if you on my property (tax!)
I bought the boardwalk and I on the ave
Shit, my life's monopoly
You caught a new and you got outta jail
Boy, you like a cop to me
(Get out of free card?)