Luyện nghe bài hát Mirror

Ooh in the
I see a star
Got your screaming
Ohh in the mirror
I see a f-cken
Got your momma
For me, I'm ElDebarge
at my skin
All scars
I think I'm pac
Gold and bow (ahhh)
Lambo, sag
purple tags
Show my for cash
I'm a need a
For the love of money, never love again
When you start to get it, bitch you'll
I'm my balls
Lettin know I'm the man
The I get (the realer I get)
The better they my hand
man
Sick of roll
Playas my slang
Beast mode, K
In the (muthaf-cken)
my shack just in case
In the if you pop off
See there, baby take yo top off
Man you niggas, man you
yo knockoffs
I keep my girl Louis Vuitton some goyard
Damn they real, order all
an auto-fraud
Almost bought one, told me 60 thou
I took my cash, spend it round like Taz
Last king, young CEO, my Jazz
Bitch rainin, duffel bag
It's opportune, make it fast
You let it drip a little
Then I'm a make it
Box it in a bag
I be hungry, man
Man, I'm a king
what's on my f-cken chest
Startin' to smell like in this bitch
Guess you know it's Young in this bitch
Tyga Tyga Gudda Gudda we in bitch
Tyga Tyga Gudda yea he in this bitch

[Gudda
I'm on fire
Young Money
Let the tool off for my Tyga Tyga
Give em hell with the spittin hot sauce
Treat your head a fake purse, get knocked off
The I take the top off
Woof, bitch, top dog
Lay yo face on my lap, let her play with my sack
Then the get lock jaw
We on top like
Hat to the back, with 2
out in 2 days
Young (Thursday)
We to act up
Money I'm a up
Crack my safe burn 100 stacks, and I'm a crack up
I'm hittin' like a Mack
Gun a bitch nigga back up
Stacks on
Hit a on the neck
And the nigga don't get back up
Young times 2, that the name, hoe
Got a pot of gold like the end of the
You ain't a ballin' what the fuck you came for
Oh you with yo main hoe
I'm leaving with same hoe

Startin' to smell like money in this
Guess you it's Young Money in this bitch
Tyga Gudda Gudda we in this bitch
Tyga Tyga Gudda yea he in this bitch