Luyện nghe bài hát Maybach Music Pt. 2

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

Martin the King Jr.
Starting, all that stuntin' is ruin ya
B.I. was alive he probably had a two
With the Grey
Anything yay on
explode
Cause I am the and this is my commode
Uh oh there go
Talking how ya boy clothes extra tight
I just remember that my extra bright
I hit the strip club and get extra hype,
You hit the strip and girls turn extra dyke
We who not getting no sex tonight
And a lap dance probably be a blessing right.
So all the shit you talking dead,
the weed coughing, new crib loftin'
Where at? Austin, where's that? Texas
What's in front? Benz's, what Lexus
Well who's Maybach is Mr. West's

Realest shit I ever wrote in my Maybach
Whatever I send out homie I'ma make
Can you believe it, you gotta see it
I don't plan on broke put that on my Maybach
Cause I'm in it to win now niggas can't take
to my Maybach music, to my Maybach music

Boss!
Kush burn like
Crib custodians
Shades in all
These made
Use to be the
Hoes it oh low
Now I got so many
Bitches me Polo
tell me how ya wanna move
Yea you I got them both,
your ass black and blue
I was barely getting pretty
Now I scoop winners like kitty litter
Any winter Fendi denim a slender nigga
Looking in the I can see the real contender
for even Gregory I'm on my dinner
So what the fuck is ya telling me other than your
I'm a boss and I'm like a small fault,
make your wheels and ride 'til they fall off yea Ross!

Realest I ever wrote chilling in my Maybach
Whatever I send out homie I'ma make
Can you it, whoa you gotta see it
I plan on going broke put that on my Maybach
Cause I'm in it to win now niggas take that
Listen to my Maybach music, to my Maybach

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

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