Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Flex

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2X:
Dont flex
I wanna see you toucha toes in that baby
Bounce it up and down we having sex baby
Give me the head and you can give them tricks the baby
And nuthin baby

(Eightball)
Eightball let me grip the mic and rip the
Freaky hoes let me see you shaking you got
Trick buy them hoes a drank to keep em cool
And I'm be with them niggas drinking yak ackin a fool
Fulla hay security 'cause we dont give a fuck
At the bar drinking shots looking at them strut
Up and down to side for a nigga like a foe
Young hoes at the club ready to they shit and go
Dont trip
the club you can jump off in my whip baby
And let a nigga get a of them lips baby
And we gone it on the hush
You can hit me on the hip but be blowin a nigga up
9 11 all the time tell me what you need
on let me click over MJ what you see

(MJG)
I see a stout
Were bout to leave a hump off in yo couch
One look at this bitcha make yo hang open
Freak what you at
A true pimp I it in her camp
Full time lifer dance floora
Dopeman's bitch club goer
Shake it til your G-strang break loose
I'm watchin now gone them hoes hate you
She's a cover under bed cover fuck yo red brother
And yo black and yo dead brother she aint scared brother
Big thick juicy body
Got mo butt than she got
She's a pro switch hitter
But in the dark
So lot competition is hard
I chasing
And if I stay around aint I'm waiting (Uhn)
Now get along girl get your straighten

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(Eightball)
We it hot
We came to make it hotta than
Big balling G slanging Suave product
In the lab like a chemist weighing up and cutting
Trinity to the MPC making dope buttons
Organized
Them country ATL
Got it locked up and up and keep it rocked up
up
Doing the like Lil Key Key
talking shit gone see my hollow tips in 3D
But we come to see no jealous ass niggas
We came to keep the party hype and drank up all the
And fuck with the gold diggers them free drink
Cause them gone be the ones in the pulling zippers
With they teeth mind blow by the suite
Waking up talking bout they go and eat
Hit the dho
You aint got to go but yo ass got to go baby
And that for sho

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(MJG)
I saw yo ass
Peekin out the curtain of yo mini
Shadow of yo pussy close
me MJG
Run with me through fields of
We can for hours
and she you anytime
You say no
How you gone say that you dress say yes
A on yo chest I expect nothing less
Than nuts on yo neck dick on yo
Just like we done last time lets do it again
It as if to me you got some handles bout yourself
But everything you to reach is up on the shelf
In of pimps who done done it
Some around with your mind we run it
Gin Orange Mound, Tennessee nigga
We deliver all up and down the Mississippi
Fuck a check
No ID no and dividends
Aint got nothing but now fill it in

3X