Luyện nghe bài hát Demons

It go fly bitch, fly shit,
and got these ho on my
And if I could have one wish its that I die
Yeah, a bitch tryna go to the grave it
Know I that crack, gettin paid with it
Real talk, while you bitches just with it
Long don't care, Bad bitch. dont stare
You could don't care won't care, flow rare
So up don't wanna turn down
You see that ass from the front, no arounds
damn, I oh, shit! cold bitch and my flow sick
So sick I cough and hack and then toss some racks
Nah, now im about my business. And I know these hoes ain't it
Wanna talk about paper? I got it. Broke might not get it
Now murder murder kill, hundred dollar
Real till I die, now tell me how it feel, huh?!
You gotta vision, you're on a
And where I die, me high!
Real bitch I die, Now tell me how it feel, huh?!
Money up so its going down, I got enough dough to go and round
Im talkin round and round, but no
see me out and say "there she go"
You know point and look. You stop and stare
Yeah im racked up, but not stopping
You see me in the store then im copping
Clutch full of that green, hair
You know first class designer life is my campaign
I been ill and I can't change, so ill its a shame
But I spend it like its no damn thang you made in a year is just chump change
Low paper, really no paper,
Bitch gone do it, watch me run it. You don't fuck with who? Bitch you sound stupid
Bitch gone do it, watch me run through it. And we ain't never stopping. act ya know it!
You gotta vision, on a mission
And where I die, me high!
Real bitch I die, Now tell me how it feel, huh?!