Luyện nghe bài hát Benz Friendz

I that bitch, I told that bitch
I told that bitch, I that bitch
Yeah, this for the with Benzes and the niggas without 'em
Scram, ho!

I told that bitch I'on't a fuck about a Benz, bitch
I told that bitch give a fuck about a Benz, bitch
I told that bitch I'on't give a fuck a Benz, bitch
And I don't no bitch who need to have that kind of friendship
I told that bitch I'on't give a about a Lamb, ho
I told that bitch I'on't a fuck about a Lamb, ho
I told that bitch give a fuck about a Lamb, ho
And I don't want no bitch who need kind of nigga, scram, ho

These don't mean shit, these hoes don't mean shit
These clothes don't shit, these shows don't mean shit
(Whatchutola, what, whatchutola)
(Whatchutola, what, whatchutola)

These cars don't shit, these hoes don't mean shit
These clothes don't mean shit, these shows don't shit
(Whatchutola, what, whatchutola)
(Whatchutola, what, whatchutola)

Graduated from the fabricated
Conversated with a lady goin' Lambo
Bitch, you better cut it, shawty, I'm to cut you off
Oh, you in Tahiti, I just seen you flaunt
Aye, tell that you 'bout to settle, whatchutola
Aye, see how she react when you're no longer in Bimmer
Then she find out that the Bentley wasn't really
Can you sell a kilo? Help a nigga move a
Oh, you the private jet to take a flight to Rio
Can't no Maybach prevent a nigga from makin'
Oh, you gold diggin' graveyard loser
none of my cars American, King of Zamunda
Let's a heart-to-heart, drink wine, make art
of the Benzo, the AMG
Can you love a thug, is all make
Pure fantasy, I see it easily

I told that bitch I'on't give a fuck about a Benz,
I that bitch I'on't give a fuck about a Benz, bitch
I told that bitch I'on't give a fuck about a Benz,
And I don't want no bitch who need to have that of friendship
I told that bitch give a fuck about a Lamb, ho
I told that bitch I'on't a fuck about a Lamb, ho
I told that bitch I'on't give a fuck a Lamb, ho
And I want no bitch who need that kind of nigga, scram, ho

I told the girl I'm to sell the Porsche, I'm tired of it
She go and told these folks I'm goin' broke, a smile
my lips, cuz if I'm broke, it's only hearted
Broken records from English, that's all it
Hol' up and if I were, why you throw a party?
Affection is so convenient when
Correction, these hoes don't it when fallin'
I guess that's why can't be with Clark Kent
Fly on a nigga while he Superman
But if I'm in a wheelchair, you still
Stop for words, I feel stupid, man
The shit is the Pittsburgh, I care
White button downs and Emory
Had to write her birthday because my memory sucks
But this comes back up like some acid reflux
Or a Michael Jackson with some plastic zippers
I was zippin' through the and I don't give a fuck
1994 Toyota Land Cruiser
That bitch ain't never broke on me, why would I do that to her?
Simple is it, symbolism, pull up at a club
And might not never buy a new car again, if I can it
Cause if I buy one then gon sell ten, then what I'm left with?
Throw a one on the strength, then we might could talk
Til' then, ride my fuckin' bike, or walk

I told bitch I'on't give a fuck about a Benz, bitch
I told that bitch give a fuck about a Benz, bitch
I told that bitch I'on't give a fuck a Benz, bitch
And I don't want no bitch who need to have kind of friendship
I told that I'on't give a fuck about a Lamb, ho
I that bitch I'on't give a fuck about a Lamb, ho
I told that I'on't give a fuck about a Lamb, ho
And I don't want no bitch who that kind of nigga, scram, ho

I told that girl, I that girl tell the truth
Say she the greatest bitch I ever met, then show me some
These girls be droppin' lies, these girls be makin' shit up
She wanna stand in my line, she tryna come to the front

Yeah, she love her country but hate American
For the shape of them, he'll have you know all of bitches is foreign
If yellow seems to be the color in
What happens to all of this good black pussy he ignorin'?
The world him don't shit rhyme with orange
The girl is only with him he's tourin'
Well go on angel, I don't blame you, don't yo head
I know it's for you, get it like an IOU

so, materialistic
I'm enjoyin' life, I'm livin' life, you know?
That worldwide pussy, yeah, worldwide pussy,
Pull up at this girl crib bumpin' Lil' Boosie,

I told that bitch I'on't give a about a Benz, bitch
I told bitch I'on't give a fuck about a Benz, bitch
I told that bitch give a fuck about a Benz, bitch
And I don't want no who need to have that kind of friendship
I told that bitch give a fuck about a Lamb, ho
I told that I'on't give a fuck about a Lamb, ho
I told that bitch I'on't give a fuck a Lamb, ho
And I don't want no bitch who that kind of nigga, scram, ho

These cars don't mean shit, these don't mean shit
These clothes don't shit, these shows don't mean shit
(Whatchutola, what, whatchutola)
(Whatchutola, what, whatchutola)

We drive cars on the regular
This life that I is incredible
We gon be fly whenever, we gettin' forever
Without these foreign vehicles, can we still be together?
me