Luyện nghe bài hát Flavor

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

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

up
You can none of my flavor
You can have of my paper
You can have of my linen
You ain't have of my gator
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
a damn, I go up in Gucci
I'm on the molly, I'm smoking a
My future with bands, they like Boosie
know I'm a dog, they calling me Snoopy
The chopper, the scope, the riffle, I it
them out like face it, I'm on it
My was five, I borough a pony
I'mma stay, baloney
Yeah, etcetera, etcetera, is federal
You gonna medical
with lyrics you niggas is edible
Drizzle be rapping and snapping, I'm you
Let me keep my shit, Lee, nigga, back up
She can't none of my flavor
And she can sauce none, I'mma her

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

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

Hold up, flavor, I'm impossible it
Surgery, I'm a god digits
Got the fitted
Hoes will be honest, they popping and
Used to be broke and stricken
Now I got worry them boxes in the kitchen
That guy information is not to be
Chauffer, the Phantom is not to be
All of this is not to be given
You got it, baby, buy me like paper
Bullets, the county, balling like
APM sharp, I'm pumping lady
You on the block, I'mma out the baby
You know cut it, don't mix it with bacon
Soda, Cola, bitches in
Me and Fantasia had with Oprah
Winfrey, Bentley, taking the
Nigga get wrong I tow him like
Drunk as a I'mma do 'em like Remy
I'm more, the plural is in me
I run through your crew a bullet, don't tempt me
Got too hoes so how you gonna pick me?
Let me my shit
Back up, bitch, me?

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

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