Luyện nghe bài hát Diamonds Dancing

Smoking on strong, long, we don't reason
Probably with my niggas, but my Polynesian
Met bad little broad, she was curvy
Sipped out in the middle of the day I started
Balling in the of the trap, we ain't worried
Middle up to the judge and I'm smirking
Bring your squad 'cause you my gang with me
Drop the top on the car, let the breathe
Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, snatching
Michael Myers, Norman Bates, Manson
Commas, commas, commas, commas, cashing
We fight time and time and time and time and time and

I my plug "You know what I need
you when I get on
Yeah, uh
Two bricks, a triple beam and a
So I can make a storm like I do"

Banging with my friends, that's Soo-woo
spit like a Uzi do
You'll be so hard to identify you're
Hit up from your arms to your and still bleeding
All my children of the corn like Stephen
King, I met this she was curvy
Bitch started when them whips start urr-ing
Getting money 'Got Money'
And if you you could vouch for me
I still my Block Is Hot money
I ain't fucking with pussies like they got something
Trampoline the work, I got the block jumping

I told my "You know what I need
From you I get on

Two bricks, a triple and a phone
So I can make a storm like do"

Bad bitch on my arm my new lil boo
Pussy be so and it's Juicy Fruit
Trampoline on this dick, I got her twat
Trampoline with the work, I got the block
on a brick in case the cops coming
Trafficking the work in her bra for me
Wearing lingerie and heels the house for me
Wearing lingerie and 'round the house for me
All these bitches try'na then thaw out for me
with the work, I got the block jumping
Got the

We that dirty
We that dirty
We that dirty
We sipping that dirty, you

This Gat at your nose, nigga
That vest can't your soul, no
We sipping dirty, yeah
We doing dirty
even heard from you
You left the by they self
They haven't even from you
We put wig on a shelf
We unstable,
We unstable,
mama be afraid of us
They haven't even heard from you, now gotta search for you
We unstable,
It looking too good for you, too good for you
ungrateful, yeah
That's why I label, yeah
I gotta live for myself,
I gotta to myself, yeah
at all the shit I gave you, yeah
Look I did for myself
I hid from myself
I got no ceilings, yeah
I ain't got no for them niggas, no
I don't no dealings with them niggas, no