Luyện nghe bài hát Monopoly

The Hybrid on Papaya
That give you niggas bronchitis, what you write is all
What I write is Wall of
that's great like eighths of Grape Ape
Getting in my suitcase
Ready to hit the studio and shit all on mixtape
Nah, literally, all on your mixtape
Wipe with the credits, leave stains on the Jewel
In just two takes, dog, the booth'll get
You're hiding something like a
Truthfully, my friend,
You gon' get like an up-and-coming model
And to me your seems like one of them pageant mommas
So guess who's the little That's you
You must suck a lot of dick, true
I misuse with and pistols
Mind racing like Bristol heart of
My nigga, you ain't been I been through
And if so, you'd take a pencil through temple
Cause I done served fiends on menstrual
even have pads, stuffed they panties with tissue
Hit the ave they mouth ain't bleeding
And your style's like fried without the seasoning
Nigga, that's fuck you up and ya mans
I smack you like a bitch, nigga, open-hand
you and your tough talk
When I monopolize I your ass off the boardwark
Fag, you ain't sports but always at the ball park?
Type of nigga rocking at the fucking Walmart?
Drunk like Stallworth, riding in the car
Get flicked, guess what? I'm running this fiend car
I know a nigga dirty and got the
But this kush got me like Pac bandanna

I'm a smart nigga that do shit
In your baby momma crib, not flushing after I
I'm Bueller with Frank Muellers, you blank shooters
On stank hooters, I'm in sipping wine cooler
Mind ruler, sort of hypnotism
That's why these white bitches get with him
I smack it, flip it, Mike Bivins
But to me your flow's Ronny DeVoe's
My hoes got toes in expensive heels
Your hoes' toes is fucked--beauty sandals?
any situation
I blunts to the face to stay motivated
Irritated when I'm not
her face like I was obligated
And still fucking with them freak
Stank pussy smelling like Cool Ranch