Luyện nghe bài hát My Collection

I've in the stu late, workin', no residuals
If we never again, I'm just glad I got to tell you truth
Ain't count em'
You wanna to paradise?
Matter of fact, you wanna come to

She told me she was an
She fucked two and three singers
She got a few on speed dial
I'm tryna get the case before I see trial
And these handles ain't got nothin' to do with my lil' child
No this codeine ain't got nothin' to do with my child
I to sell dope at my grandma's house, as a rude child
All these cameras on, fuckin' my mood, wild
And these chains clinkin' back and forth, too loud
They damn well this wasn't promised
I know damn well this must be
every pair of Margielas at the condo
Technically I never packed up and
Left 80 in the dresser, you can keep
And I got bad ting at disposal
I cooked it up and I went global
My baby mama a Range Rover
Had to make sure I got it fully
Can't be the one and you get exposed
If you the one, God will let me know
But at the same time, I to vibe with one
I'm paranoid, I ride with one
And I had to to her last night
Had to send one freak on the last flight
Had to send this one on the last flight

Won't get a response from me, no confessions
Before I tell a lie, tell you nothin'
Any time I got you, girl you my
Even if I hit you once, you part of my
Even if I hit you once, you of my collection
if I hit you once, you part of my collection

Standin' on socks, meet me at the yacht dock
out the clock, watch, bitches on my cock
Yeah, it's the drop, yeah
We get in our feelings,
I don't know how you would about if I ain't have millions, yeah
I'm with you, I hope you hear me, yeah
Keep my promise, take my love you everywhere
And hell no it ain't no braggin' rights
But if it was, shit I got it
Pinstripes on a Bugatti
She me she was an angel
She fucked two rappers and three
I'ma keep it genuine and the truth to you
I got joint, she know what to do with me
And now I don't know what to do with you
I don't wanna sound like I'm rude with you
She caught a red eye, L.A
I shoulda gave her to the
And I had to her 'bout Miami
she came with no panty

Won't get a response me, ain't no confessions
Before I a lie, won't tell you nothin'
Any time I got you, girl you my
Even if I hit you once, you part of my
Even if I hit you once, you of my collection
Even if I hit you once, you of my collection