Luyện nghe bài hát Midas Touch (Rihanna Reference)

Ayy,
new Rihanna shit
That new Rihanna

That new Rihanna shit
Bitches in the back like me though, why?
I know, they wanna be just like me though, why?
I bet you none of them bitches fight me though, why?

1]
I guess know that I'll cut a bitch
Boy, I'm already paid, getting for the fuck of it
I'm on some shit
So if you fly, what am I, do that make me the
Beat me up ho, they wanna see a nigga
Take his crown, we be up doe, we be up ho!
Now hit the ground, bow down to the
God

That new Rihanna bump
Bitches in the don't like me though, why?
I don't know, they wanna be just me though, why?
I bet you none of them bitches would me though, why?

2]
I guess they that I'll cut a ho
Yeah I cleaned up good but I'm still out to get her
Don't this shit
You gotta problem? Then meet me outside if you the shit
seen where the players sit
A couple gone just to see 'Bron hit the layup, shit
I be on some shit
But bitch, I'm way past nigga
God

That new Rihanna shit
Bitches in the back don't like me though,
I don't know, they wanna be just me though, why?
I bet you none of them bitches would fight me though,

I guess know
she hating though, feel no ways
I fuck with that bitch, no way
Said shit to my face, no way
Bet we down the place, no way
Bitches on me, no way
They ain't fucking me, no way
Price of fame, it cheap, no way
I check the receipt, no way

3]
Cole World, used to stay off his
I sold out the Garden, I should for the Knicks
Took a couple minutes and I out Staples
A nigga getting cream like an old-ass
But I ain't come to talk all that paper
That's what talk about when they ain't got shit to say
Can't why niggas never got shit to do
You know sayin' same shit, nigga, different day
I felt that, no way
Cuz on the same day a nigga different shit
Spit flows, hit different chicks
Let my Brixton hoes me fish n' chips
Why I do a lot of shows, I'm the shit it
Got suicidal doors, I slit my wrists
Never sent you to the hoes, to Cliff and Chris
If I fuck six bitches I got six

That new Rihanna bump
Bitches in the back don't like me though,
I don't know, they be just like me though, why?
I bet you none of them bitches fight me though, why?

I they know
Heard she though, feel no ways
I ain't with that bitch, no way
that shit to my face, no way
Bet we down the place, no way
Bitches on me, no way
They ain't fucking me, no way
of fame, it ain't cheap, no way
I check the receipt, no way

That new shit bump
That new Rihanna bump