Luyện nghe bài hát Maybach Music 2

Realest shit I ever wrote chilling in my
Whatever I send out I'ma make back
Can you believe it, whoa you see it
I plan on going broke put that on my Maybach
Cause I'm in it to win now can't take that
Listen to my Maybach music, to my music

Martin Louis the Jr.
Starting, all that stuntin' is gonna ya
B.I. was he probably had a two tone
the Grey Poupon
Anything yay on
Will
Cause I am the shit and this is my
Uh oh there go
Talking about how ya boy extra tight
I just remember that my limelight bright
I hit the strip and girls get extra hype,
You hit the strip club and girls extra dyke
We who not getting no sex tonight
And a lap will probably be a blessing right.
So all the shit you talking dead,
Light the weed coughing, new crib
Where it's at? Austin, where's Texas
What's in Benz's, what else? Lexus
who's Maybach is this? Mr. West's

Boss!
Kush burn petroleum
Crib custodians
in all shades
These made
Use to be the
call it oh low
Now I got so horses
call me Polo
5762 tell me how ya move
Yea you I got them both,
Beat ass black and blue
I was getting pretty women
Now I scoop Emmy winners like kitty
Any winter denim like a slender nigga
in the mirror I can see the real contender
Celery for even I'm on my dinner
So what the is ya telling me other than your gender
I'm a boss and I'm riding like a fault,
Niggas make your wheels and 'til they fall off yea Ross!

alright,
All black
I'm sitting in the
Classy as a mother still gutter a bad bowl
Franklin on x how the cash row
That's right them due like damn clothes
I eat ya too
We feel you
And we be strapping up the navy seal do
as banana split every time I peel through,
Fresher than will smith and uncle too
Watching T-V in the in traffic,
I'm on my like tough acting Tinactin
I'm running this
You try tackling,
Lil Wayne in one immaculate,
You see the Biggie, you see the Jay, the in him,
The Kurt Cobain, the Andre three
And I'm back to doing shit like I do sing Maybach music