Luyện nghe bài hát 9 a.m. In Dallas

Yeah, uh,
These are my one St. flows
Me and my and some Madonna hoes
That look just virgins
But trust they to go
Discussin' and all our common goals
Smart kids smoke weed, honor roll
Look how the champagne flow
Fine dining, pour another another when the wine is low

I'm in the crib stackin' money here to the ceilin'
it is I got is clearly appealin'
These rappers gettin' that inferior feelin'
I you feel it in your soul spiritual healin'
Take a look at the mirror's revealin'
If you ain't got it you got it the theory is brilliant

People ask how music is I heard it pays
I just off makin' 2 million in 30 days
Damn I guess it does the message was
I feel I be spendin' my money just because
But I'm just out here reppin' us
'Til I get to shake the of the man that's blessin' us

Yeah, I these niggas miss the mean lyrics
Kush got the room smellin' teen spirit
I asked if no-one out here would bring defeat up
Until I lose, for now I'm the game's leader
I fly private so no-one me to bring my seat up
And book a suite when me and your singer meet up

Who you like, me who it is
I'mma sure that that women is the next one on my list
I should call it a night but it I can't resist
This one is for all my from my city tryin' to diss
a response from me you really fail to exist
And I love to see you fail that feelin' is the shit
I swear, aghh pussy get your bread up
Enjoy the seat the stewardess just forced your ass to let up
Why your ass lookin' down pick your head up
told you your disguise is the most ridiculous gettup
With nose in now I can smell a set up
So your just wastin' your your just only makin' me better

Yeah I try to tell don't judge me because you heard stuff
Chase N. Cash that's my from the Surf Club
Damn that nigga kept it so hood
Back when we would smoke at the Oakwoods
And girls fall through like coins in a couch
Now we just fuckin' all the they warned us about
Scared for the time everything has clicked
What if I dont really do the numbers they
Considerin' the fact I'm the one that they just picked
To write a in history this shit has got me sick
But if I really do it expect to get a split
this truly is some shit I don't expect y'all to get

I'm but I'mma kill it, 'cause they 'bout to let the realest team in
Throwin' up in a huddle Willie Beamen
We're still throwin' passes
In tortoise frame glasses, hopin' that someone it
say that old Drake, we startin' to miss it
But they need to be a little more
Man is this what y'all want? In my best Tucker impression
your questions, fuck your suggestions
Money gets all of my love and
Cars all black like the cover of
I'm allergic to in second but I never sneeze
Y.M.O.E. nigga,

This want want
Octobers Own
Money
ATF
Thank Me Later in bitch wasssup
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