Luyện nghe bài hát Leather Symphony

She just me like a wedding ring
I her dripping like some fucking paint
Money realer, hella green
So much ass Teyana Taylor
Run a trap trying to make a
She make it trying to make a milli
lose yourself, remember who yourself
Don't yourself, remember who the best

Take a dab, she got ass
I just smoke and I never pass
All these niggas be the man
I get green nigga, Pan
While they hating nigga I be
While they nigga I be pimpin'

Bad bitch looking so
Took a risk now the trip get it
eye feel like it's on fire
These niggas like they on the choir
Swishing blunts Snoop Dogg
Dogg pound woof
No psh psh psh
Wipe me down I'm gorgeous
Rick with the horseman
What you bout man, talking

Bout that work, I'm like
My moms make it til 30
If I don't make it, don't
gang, we ain't bury
Nigga always been a man
Don't bite the hand that you understand
I go loony catch you on the 'gram
shipping got a hundred grams

Bands,
it truce and do my dance
Why they copy, just fans
On my I'm the man

Bands,
Count it, count it, got my full
All working got my hands full
Why hating like some damn fools

Bands,
Call it and do my dance
Why they copy, they fans
On my I'm the man

Bands,
Count it, count it, got my hands
All this working got my full
Why hating like some damn fools

I'm a minute late, I'm a
got a gauge
Let me
power KKK
Loaded it live, in my sock
Patrolling the block a Glock
to the code, bloody my O's
Study my notes on the

Stuck on odyssey
I be prophecy
Shooting my
I can see everything I can be
it I get it, I get it
I chronicle they couldn't forget it
Planning is hella
the start, the beginning, a Death or the ending

I can't I existed
I'm bout to lead with a
I the heat to the kitchen
Y'all bout to sleep the fishes
I run the Pistons and beatin' them kittens
B the medicine
Solo my
All on the
got sentences
I'm sinister
the physicist, Twelvyy ridiculous

Bands,
Call it and do my dance
Why they copy, they just
On my I'm the man

Bands,
Count it, it, got my hands full
All this working got my hands
Why they hating like damn fools

like Malcolm, a Biggie Medina
Exit the
Roll in the
On
Feel like I'm Yams, see me John Cena
Everything money and violence went to flatbush for a
Lava polemics, trade up the chicks
no casino, got dope in the ringo
We like the Beatles
Hype up on pop. the landing
All the planet
And we bandits and Harlem do damage

Bands,
Call it truce and do my
Why copy, they just fans
On my I'm the man

Bands,
Count it, count it, got my full
All this working got my full
Why they hating like damn fools

Bands,
Call it and do my dance
Why copy, they just fans
On my I'm the man

Bands,
it, count it, got my hands full
All this working got my full
Why hating like some damn fools