Luyện nghe bài hát Burn

God (Yea)
Oh God, Boi, (Yea)
G.O.O.D. (MMG, Nigga)

Chain all V.S. I ain't the B.S
Catch me in city riding hard through the B.X
nigga but I do it Large like a 3X
The last tried to do me wrong umm he checked
back to that money slinging O's in the P.Jects
Or prolly catchin mileage while the pilot the P-Jet
Cause we next and we flex

90PX, working all night no or a recess
vroom yeah I know my car sound like a T-Rex
Bitch, I'm 23 years old and I ain't in a Prius
My cousin finished school believe he graduated
Threw him 20,000 told his ass congratulations
Cause me, I wasn't made for shit
But I could probably hire him and who all paid for his
And to all the hoes that was dissin' I to God that you see me
I'm on a yacht getting hella' high smoking good seaweed
Bad bitch in her cha-cha grabbing on her
Million dollar deals on my email you mad as hell you CC'ed
Chain all V.S. bitch you knows it's B.S. boy I run my

End of story, P.S
All white Greenbay they packed
Y'all niggas was slackin' 'member the nights we trappin'
And they say lifes a game of you can play checkers all on my jacket
Cause it's Damier and we away on y'all big rappers
I say nigga I murder that Panamera inserted back
say they want beef well where the fuck is my burger at?
I got white was serving that I been to jail I going back
I alley oop your bitch off that backboard she throw it
I slam dunk in that pussy, Blake yo ho, nigga
Maybach with Ross my chain rock like I know Jigga
cause I do ho, shout out to my new ho
That pussy pink like and I dog that Cujo

Niggas talk what they gon' say (gon' say)
I hit the pedal til motherfucker break (til it break)
Freaky bitches love the I make
And to live like this you motherfuckers pay
So let that shit
Let that shit burn let that shit burn let that shit burn (burn, gasoline)
The roof on I'm only gettin' higher
50 racks all in my pocket I want bottles I'mma let shit burn

I had one shot and I ain't blow it
Riding til the fall off and they tow it
I got green on top of green damn its looking like I it
D-Town the behind me like a king cobra

Burn bitch I let it burn
My money straighter than a motherfucking perm
No navigation you can see it is my chyea (swerv, swerv)
Shorty give me all that brain still ain't never learned

Oh that's your girl? nigga you ain't learn shit
She naked in my I'm on that Howard Stern shit
I that mac 10 is my barbell, Finally Famous the cartel
Hit your girl in my whip and now that got the new car smell
Same shit day I ain't broke no more it's a different day
Don't turn me down I got shit to say my purp strong like lifting weights
It's Sean Don sippin' Chandon I got a bad bitch them pom pom's
My Rollie don't tick-tock your sound like a time bomb, boom, lil' bitch