Luyện nghe bài hát Flavor

Let me kick my shit, around gettin that paper
Treat your bitch like candy, fuck her now and
I flex I flex n stunt, gotta shine on haters
Your bitch seen all sauce, said, 'Can I have some of flavor?'

Oh, no, your
Can I have some of your
Oh, no, your
Can I have of your flavor?
Oh, no
Can I some of your flavor?
Oh, no
Can I have some of flavor?

up
You can have of my flavor
You can have of my paper
You can none of my linen
You ain't have none of my
I'm moving these bricks and shit is conducer
Designer, designer, my shit is
Flexing, I'm flexing, my are Gucci
I'm all up in Fifth, I'm in Pucci
Giving a damn, I go up in
I'm on the molly, I'm a Lucy
My future bands, they free like Boosie
They know I'm a dog, they calling me
The chopper, the scope, the riffle, I it
Knocking them out face it, I'm on it
My daughter was five, I a pony
I'mma stay, baloney
Yeah, etcetera, etcetera, is federal
You gonna medical
Even lyrics you niggas is edible
be rapping and snapping, I'm telling you
Let me keep my shit, Bruce Lee, nigga, up
She can't have none of my
And she can sauce none, hack her

Let me keep my shit, riding around in that
Treat your bitch like keep, her now and later
I taste that bitch, don't splurge, gotta on them haters
Your bitch seen all that sauce, said, 'Can I have some of flavor?'

Oh, no, your
Can I have some of flavor?
Oh, no, flavor
Can I have of your flavor?
Oh, no
Can I some of your flavor?
Oh, no
Can I have of your flavor?

up, flavor, I'm impossible with it
Surgery, I'm a god digits
Got the fitted
Hoes be honest, they popping and taking
Used to be broke and poverty
Now I got worry about them in the kitchen
That guy information is not to be
Chauffer, the is not to be driven
All of this flavor is not to be
You got it, baby, they buy me like
Bullets, the county, balling aces
APM sharp, I'm your lady
You on the block, take out the baby
You know cut it, don't mix it with bacon
Soda, Cola, in Boca
Me and Fantasia had with Oprah
Winfrey, Bentley, the semi
Nigga get wrong I tow him jenny
as a fuck I'mma do 'em like Remy
Nigga I'm more, the is in me
I run through your crew a bullet, don't tempt me
Got too many hoes so how you pick me?
Let me keep my
up, bitch, hear me?

Let me keep my shit, riding around in that
your bitch like keep, fuck her now and later
I taste that bitch, splurge, gotta shine on them haters
Your bitch seen all that sauce, said, 'Can I some of your flavor?'

Oh, no, flavor
Can I have some of flavor?
Oh, no, flavor
Can I have some of flavor?
Oh, no
Can I some of your flavor?
Oh, no
Can I have some of flavor?