Luyện nghe bài hát Blueberry Chills

fields,
wheels,
hillls,
blueberry 4x

This hit hard like mallets,
24, karats
I stay smoking raw,
a chainsaw, trees vanish
Tell me name, so I can forget it
I'm in the lane
And you at the

Blow you bitches
you blow for riches
I ball hard like
You holding on like
I'm taking off, no
You behind me hitches
Stay like bitches
In the eye like snitches

Cocaine
C's in the
Up all
These speakers
it clean, like it's my parents,
This my life, so you can staring

fields,
wheels,
hills,
blueberry 4x

I got some blue
Oh yeah I got red
Oh you got my money?
Then bitch I got head
And I got the under my bed
Two seaters and I got
I ain't wanna talk numbers,
Cause they might just the feds

I know you out of your
And you know my pockets looking lime
You only wasting my
You a gangster
What you do?
at me?
Take it to the bitch
Let the have me

up, I got a down bitch Ima call her
I'm out of with my ballers
And if you talk big money holla
Lil fish, get ate hoe
I'm drunk as but I'm capable
I see it all in face hoe
You aint high, you a hoe

fields,
wheels,
hills,
blueberry 4x

I don't your opinion
You softer than minion filet,
Fake get shitted on
Bossing, my be the tightest
Flossing, I had gingivitis
back them hoes
Release day they
on they toes, like tryna see the show

Get in like, you at the DMV
I't' my time,
Homies need some
they carrying a weapon
Ain't no
But yo clothes look they slept in
Today you shoulda in
The master
Keep

fields,
wheels,
hills,
blueberry 4x