Luyện nghe bài hát G Lollipops

[Chorus:
Gangsta ass
bitch got a sweet tooth

[Verse 1:
I make art, y'all niggas make
I make music from the heart and you make is shit
than the couch, step up, get knocked out
Poppin' bottles in the club, I'm chillin' at the house
Playin' war games with 4 dames in name
Don't get high, stay fly and inside lane
as a derriere but it gets scarier
When you try to the best in your area
Aerial attacks and and wax
Like an Annabelle tale, but scarier in
Where the rappers at? the rappers at?
They told me real rap is dead, I had to at that
How is it dead if Forever?
than the worst but Murs is still better
The Leroy and Bruce, I the troops
The devil is a but these boys the truth

[Chorus:
ass lollipops
Your bitch got a tooth

2: Fashawn]
Okay I her a cavity, you hate that it had to be
Rhymesayer, Mister Laver, your majesty
Lettin' my hang like Tiffany had his weave
While y'all salad, anything for a salary
You call it a triumph, I it a tragedy
Casually I turn to casualties
Converse with my rollo, I call him
One I'm certain if it hurtin' 'em I know
I'm an introvert, a street kid, was never into
I'd rather pen a verse, some call it
Where did he get the nerve, usin' no
Nigga, you gettin' by labels and hoes
on your clothes, another day I suppose
You portrayin' a rose, I say you a troll
And it's his toll by the way human go
I can't give a F-U-C-K what he
It's

Fashawn]
Gangsta ass
bitch got a sweet tooth

[Verse 3:
I'm in the Ford escort
With 4 escorts with high scores
dro grown next door
In class with them neck sores
That's too sauce, that's too much sauce
Had to to Pookie, Baby, that's too much sauce
As far as I'm concerned, I don't fuck the list price
Rappers these ain't been in a fist fight
You never know homie, I could be a
This atheist chick I'm fuckin', she me like a god
I'm poppin' in the VIP all day
I'm an industry plant, I'm just playin' the long
Bitch never wrote a in my life
And after the club, I'm break your wife's hymen tonight
Shout a couple dudes for a in rap
Turn up, turn up, fleek, fleek, how real was that?

[Chorus:
Gangsta ass
Your got a sweet tooth