Luyện nghe bài hát Right Above It Triggamix

And she telling me
You you the shit
Ladies through hands up
if you the shit
Walk up in the
And they I was the shit
Shitting on
That's up in this
You you the shit
You you the shit
You know you the
You you the shit
I know I'm the

Pledge allegiance to shit
Hands where hearts are
Matter fact this shit
Hands where parts are
Still make a fucking
know what their parts are
I get brain in the who needs a smart car

allegiance to this shit
Hands where hearts are
Matter fact salute this
Hands where parts are
Still make a movie
Girls what their parts are
I get brain in the whip who needs a car

Call me when real beef
all this hard talk
Niggas touch keys
Cept for when they start
They just talking out they ass those are bars
I bring the toaster you Pop-Tarts are
Play funeral get yo ass buried
You should your fruity ass up raspberry
got that Rolls Royce, so this black man
Got bitches a ghost Miss Pac-man

I ya'll listening
I trace all
I'm buyin all them bars to match my baseball
White joint
Let's watch the
I'm big deposits
You getting bank
You little niggas remember that you ain't me
Write award speech and don't forget to thank me
Yea, and what am I to do
They try to be me on wax these Madame Tussauds

And you I'm the shit
And you know it don't matter what you think it bitch
'Cus ain't nobody ain't nobody nobody like me
Ladies askin questions like one night please

Ain't getting married
But I am the man
I will be the
I can nothin less than
I had 8 of em and that's just in the
They all and gobble call it digestion
Woman dance on my call it dick onyx
Shit read til it's hooked on vomit
I'm a ya shorty you know I'll probably have her
I'm a born star porn star she's a ghetto
Rocking platinum I never got the
I drop 30 grand up in saks, uh
I it out nigga you know how the hood be
I got the game sewed up some good weed
You got it all up like a lace front
I got the girls getting low a bass drum
I'm on some rich
You on a bitch
Grab purse nigga
Get ya
I'm such a head
They me arrogant
One
What the are you staring at?
I am the boy
You can ask your girl
I'm a hold
Thats I get my own girl

And you I'm the shit
And you know it don't matter what you about it bitch
'Cus ain't nobody ain't nobody ain't nobody me
asking questions like Trigga one night please

I made em a
Now my head big
em with they ass big Trina
Beat it up in and they like it
So I'm Ike-in em Tina
Me and her they diking
Have ya em?

I I'm doper then these mother fuckers realize
Hit the club all black, like eyes
I am on earth
I'm to live in heaven
fly with me MJ 2K11

Look in the mirror and it's clearer then it has
I talk shit to the like he my glass twin
I say don't let them get of me
They want instead of me
But I'm so better aye

You how it better be
I'm a sail pass niggas cruise to a sea
Same life same but I'm in a better V
Plus my hoe than a huxtable sweater be
And she talk dirty like a throw away be

Now come and wit him
And if ya don't I don't give a fuck nigga
I'm on, so me if ya can
And if you know I don't really give a damn
Shout out to all the girls in the clubs ya asses
Shout out to and the furniture with plastic
Now we wads of the cash and the plastic
I got this whole mastered

And you know I'm the
And you it don't matter what you think about it bitch
'Cus ain't nobody ain't ain't nobody like me
Ladies asking like Trigga one night please
Ain't nobody ain't ain't nobody like me
Ain't ain't nobody ain't nobody like me
Ain't nobody ain't nobody ain't like me
Ladies asking questions Trigga one night please