Luyện nghe bài hát Ali Bomaye

Get my people out chains nigga
I handcuffs, time to man up
Put my hands up? you sayin' bruh
I'm a black man, in a Phantom
Or is it 'cause my windows
Car cost 300 thou' and I blow in it
You mad 'cause your daughter fuck with me on spring
Well, I'ma her 'til the springs break

Roll another one 'cause I'm winnin'
And my four door looking photogenic
Jam ''em on the tire, in threads that expire
I'm in a of my own, my teacher got fired
Money getting long, pussy keep rising
Versace cost me 3,000
the P houses, did it from the weak hours
Selling that chicken no lemon pepper, no and sour
First you get the power, then you get
I'm getting so money I can buy ya bitch
Take it how you wanna, if you wanna it
I like clubs where all the women naked
Fell in love a waitress what the fuck I'm thinking
Bought ho a ring it was for her pinky
Uhn, that's that's slick
Got a bottle of cologne cost more than your rent

Fuck mad at me for
Got a black card, and a black
With a bitch in Idaho, I do the same thing in (Montana)
Got a thick in Atlanta, got a redbone in the Chi
Got two chains, they two-tone, two racks, no lie (true)
Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!
I'm bout to rumble in the in these new Kanye's
Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!
My lawyer threw them on and beat another case
y'all mad at me for, 'cause my belt got two G's on it
Her belt got two C's on it, my stroller got D's on it
Free Big Meech, Free and C-Murder
Like New Orleans, Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders
And my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no
I'm insane and you Usain, nigga better on them burners
Got ?, ?
Got dope to sell in this hotel, no price, no retail
You a bitch nigga, no female, I niggas, Sprewell
I'm on the like D 12, I got the white, no D-12
Like a little in Africa, I was born toting that K
And real shit, no Will Smith, and no ?
But yellin'

Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!
Thank God that a seen another day
Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!
Got a chopper and a bottle it let 'em spray

I my case to trial, hire the Dream Team
Robbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I things
I big, I think sharp
Inhale smoke, Hawaiian tree
Humble yourself, you not a G, it one with yourself
Run to niggas for help, I keep one on the shelf
I got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the
Hit you above navel, now you swimming in pavement
Gold on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps
Hoes for less, I call 'em bottom shelf
Niggas tough on them and never did nothing at all
On the to the riches, bitches not tagging along

Unless it's ass in a thong, hit ass and I'm gone
Disrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashing the
I'm the Tec, Tity spraying the Mac
Extendos in the back, [gonna
Got a that look like Laila Ali sitting in my lap
Got a from Skateboard, pick 'em up at Lax
Speaking skateboards, where at?
Fuck him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back
2 Chainz!

on a nigga track
No lie, No Lie already got a
Mama got a house, daughter got
Just to a nigga like me started with a ounce
Bad and D-boys, we bring 'em out
If them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we 'em out
This the voice of intelligence, if you got work
Go to work the work at residence
For
Word to Muhammad, that beam is heaven-sent
through the jungles in that mothafuckin'' elephant
That's a gray ghost, with the on it
Swimming through the hood it got fins on it (Tell 'em!)
You know I got that on the foreman grill
Weigh the muthafuckas in, made another
Got a feeling like Cassius Clay
in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today

Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!
Thank God that a seen another day
Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!
Got a chopper and a fuck it let 'em spray