Luyện nghe bài hát 5 Star

[Intro: Minaj]


Young

[Verse 1: Minaj]
I smokin' gas, killin' bitches
Man, I feel like a gang-star
up my face like a ninja
In Alexander Wang scarf
drop a bag, they gon' pull up
And they gon' let them things off
I ain't switchin' up my
But my niggas let it off
Percocets and Addies, lookin' for a fuck I give
All hatin' bitches plottin', why they can't let me live?
Me and in LIV
When my album these bitches is gon' cry in the car
All your yes-men out here lyin', had you dyin' to
You was tryin' too
I'm out here livin' though, I am out here though
Me and Tunechi though
Slimes out here though
I am on my though
I am so pivotal
Bands, I go get it
Weezy on his
A lot of gang shit, a whole lot of gang
All these plaques is pilin' up, nowhere to hang shit
bitches pussy though
Pushed them out my though
Niggas want my though
'Cause it like cookie dough
Smoke, I got a pack
sick, get a Z-pak
Niggas mean my race when they say she blacked
I am the (Facts)
I'm everything she
Bitch get on your
I don't C. Kaep'
get you checked, pussy; I'll get you a free pap
You bitches don't out, you get your QB sacked
I'm OBJ, break records like ankles
I've been bitch since ice cream with the sprinkles
Tell 'em carry on, they gon' me when I'm gone
I'm

Lil Wayne]
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
I just fucked like hoes in my mansion
Got 'em feelin' like five star
Your hoes throwin' fits, my bitches
Man, I feel like a doctor
Pop some X with my exotic
She cryin' and said her job hard
her whip out, put her in a Mercedes
Now she Rest In Peace to Honda

2: Lil Wayne]
Cocaine on her navel, lick it so my can go HAM
Put my face up in her pussy and my in her ass
her do the jumpman, ayy
I put her face down in the pillow, 'bout to her ass
A fly yellow bone to me, I told her to get a tan
Now she pecan
Oh, I got a in the sofa
An in the toaster
A cradle in the
The doing yoga
And I up, smell the Folgers
I know how I woke up
'Cause I was in a
But now I'm in the
Wearing high on the front porch
Two with the mud flowin'
The plug ain't me nothin' for it
I cried of fuckin' joy
LVs on my luggage, boy
Don't ask me I'm fuckin' goin'
I up with my skaters
Make 'em beat you with their fuckin'
shooters like pool sharks
Shoot you down in the
Shoot you in the parkin' lot
Shoot you down in the food
Hit your in the Steamboat
Then disappear on the
Act a jackass like
Then disappear Ne-Yo
Leave a red flag on your door
a red flag around your queen's throat
Leave a blood on your mink floor
Like a red on clean snow
money gang, 500 gang
On that train
And we walkin' around with fangs
Playin' games; mmm-yummy, man
And we storm the block, lightning and thunder
When my youngest came, that's your mother's
Hit the address, down picture frames and other things
Throwin' up Eastside like stomach
get took to Spain
A kilo fell and it the plane
A nigga screamed, the hoes complain
I brought the AK with the knife, so the butcher
And the Nina came, and her sister
And her name
It'll go Buka
You don't even know where to put the
That's

Lil Wayne]
I just fucked like five hoes in my
Got 'em feelin' they five star
Your throwin' fits, my bitches patient
Man, I feel just like a
Pop X for my exotic dancer
She start cryin' and said her job
Switch her whip out, put her in a
Now she Rest In Peace to Honda

Switch her whip out put her in a
Now she screamin' Rest In Peace to
Put her ass up in a dumb
Now she screamin' In Peace to Smart Car
Switch her, put her in
Now she Rest In Peace to Kia
Switch her whip out put her in a
Now she screamin' Rest In Peace to
some sick shit