Luyện nghe bài hát Money Set

[Intro: Shy
Blatt,
It's a fuckin' money set

[Chorus: Shy
Blatt, slatt, it's a fuckin' money set
Rollies, AP's, and Pateks, rest in peace, I'm fresh to
lil' bitch heaven sent, I just give her hella dick
It get where I'm from, lil' baby send your measurements, hey
Shout out to your ex 'cause won't never meet again
She done went gang on these lames, she need no fuckin' friends
time she put that pussy on me, put her in a Benz (Yeah)
You talk to her, lil' nigga gotta have an M (Young Jefe holmes)

1: Shy Glizzy]
Jefe the name, fuck other
You say you gang, you with the (Gang gang)
Quality jewelry, shit is blurry (Bling bling)
I catch a charge, they killin' the
My swag be so but I'm sippin' the dirty
up to the scene and them niggas get scary
I do it for Mally, I do it for 30
Street nigga for but this shit ain't gon' bury me
40 in my jeans and you know they Amiri
20 in when a nigga get near me
Shawty asking me questions like Siri
she ain't gettin' the message, that's clearly
I like to out lil' bitches especially
You gotta show me niggas can't catch you
my apologies that I can't flex you
You know I was a G when I met you
A lot of bands, lot of dogs, a fuckin' major flex
I make the gang go shoot some opps and spray a fuckin' next
Oh yeah I'm this bitch with and it's a fuckin' money set
Boy if you with that GG, ain't no fuckin' comin' back, ayy

Shy Glizzy]
Blatt, nigga slatt, it's a money set
Rollies, AP's, and Pateks, rest in peace, I'm fresh to
Yeah lil' bitch heaven sent, I just give her dick
It get cold where I'm from, lil' baby your measurements, hey
Shout out to your ex 'cause won't never meet again
She done went gang on lames, she don't need no fuckin' friends
First time she put that on me, put her in a Benz (Yeah)
You talk to her, lil' nigga gotta have an M

[Verse 2: Young
This mud on my ho, this mud on my
This bitch want some score to put in her
She say that this taste like candy
Put some Taffys, it get hard then it's soft
to the coat, that was just cocked, cocked
Pop it on all of you
I don't wanna up, but I got crop
Fly as a broom, my diamonds no mop,
Hit my dawg with a like he Deebo, oh yeah
My red gator out the swamp like mosquitos, oh
Got that pump in the of that peephole, oh yeah
Only time I ride the jetski's to hoes, oh yeah, uh (All the time)
Perpetratin', in that Lambo on that Tesla, ooh
Slam a back, I done gone sumo, I'm a wrestler, ooh
Take that Perc', 20 later I load Beretta, ooh
tower on my chest, that cost me cheddar, ooh

[Chorus: Shy
Blatt, slatt, it's a fuckin' money set
Rollies, AP's, and Pateks, rest in peace, I'm to death
Yeah lil' bitch heaven sent, I just give her hella
It get cold where I'm from, baby send your measurements, hey
out to your ex 'cause y'all won't never meet again
She done went gang on lames, she don't need no fuckin' friends
First time she put that pussy on me, put her in a (Yeah)
You wanna to her, lil' nigga gotta have an M