Luyện nghe bài hát Chun Swae

Fall off in the
you drop
Metro!
Pull up no top
If Young Metro trust you, I'm gon' shoot you

Fall off in the spot, girl coming like a shark
Hanging on my necklace, this no ski resort
off in the spot, every girl coming like a shark
Put thing in park, I'ma let my fit pick you apart
Glowing in the dark, young girls on board
with the marksmen, everything on point like, "En garde"

Yo I'm me, I'm drippin', DB9, Barbie whippin'
If he say he want me back, he be lyin'
Bitch I'm the sauce, dippin', I'm the boss, Barbie sippin'
They keep tellin' work it, I ain't got no
I'm all yours, kissin', call the stores, Barbie shippin'
Out or indoors, baby floss
Wet, why of course, Barbie tippin', I endorse, Barbie
carpet, but I ain't got no flaws
Doors look like rings, Barbie sittin', bad-da-bing, Barbie
Curve niggas they arms in a slin'
Hot off the swing, swingin', to the ring, Barbie blingin'
Good box, so he Donna King
Who the gon' party with them dollies,
tell' em never do the money till em you probably gon' sew
Who the gon' cop me with the body,
always thinkin' like a hottie, always saying someone won't do
Who the gonna pull up in your city,
looking every bit pretty, with the bitty titty bitch crew
Who the fuck gon' beat him a 22,
if he don't lose the attitude, and run off with his cards too

Fall off in the spot, every coming like a shark
Hanging on my necklace, this ain't no ski
Fall off in the spot, every girl like a shark
Put that in park, I'ma let my fit pick you apart
in the dark, pretty young girls on board
Running the marksmen, everything on point like, "En garde"

dollar massage
I don't ever my mark
Anything I goes in the cart
I might spend it all to prove a
Rolling west coast, Schwarz
If she lick her lips then I'mma
Indo spark
When I cash out its her part

They my Lambo, all white with a tan bow
My body is a work of art, he this Van Gogh
I'm not in the bando, I'm Pablo
beaches, candles, we sexin', anglo
Wh-wh-what you think all the niggas cuff for?
A lot of Bloods, what you they in the cut for?
Yeah it's the sweep, I ain't talkin' when the dust
My streak still hasn't peaked, you little dust ball
Bitch I'm a star-ar, me and Lee, yah, yah
G-Force flights, on the runway, yah, yah
Riccardo in Milan, you see me modelin', ah
Dinner Kar-ar, dinner with Karl lagerfeld yah
Yeah that Steven Klein, Mert & Marcus, yah, yah
You're used to pictures, I go raise the bar far
I'm bitchy, yah, yah, bitchy, yah, hay
America's Next Top Model, call me,
Everytime I score she gon' hear swishes, ah
Tell that I'm in the league, she still play for Wichita
I piss hit, call me the God
The swish, swish God? Yup the God?

Fall off in the spot, every girl coming a shark
Aye you I ain't like this, see no ski resort
off in the spot, every girl coming like a shark
Put that thing in parts, I'ma let my fit you apart
Glowing in the dark, pretty girls on a board
Running the marksmen, everything on point like, "En garde"

Mhm, out Giovanni
For doing that Tingz video, uh-huh
Garcia, L mag yuh, uh-huh
I'm still on my Naomi
the models tip
Weezy, Mack, Baby,
Jay I see you, jean, Taz, Al, G
Monte, Avery,, jo, Katrina, Mike, Dave, Garry

Juice, I see you
me rolling Juice
You're in the middle of right now, thinking
I see why she called shit Queen
This bitch is the fucking Queen
I love my fans, I love you so