Luyện nghe bài hát Slime Belief

(Hey-ah, yeah, hey-ah, yeah, hey-ah, yeah, yeah)
(Hey-ah, yeah, hey-ah, yeah, ah) Hey ma, it do?
(Straight up)

If you want it, you got it, you know how I'm
They never stop it, it's stuffed in my pocket
I got up for the score and they could block it
After the show, I up in a Masi'
Tears fall the lies, despite
Hunnid through the time of the night
you left, I ain't wanna live life
Now I'm happy on the in and
Can you make it Trap out like Griselda
Post up with Barettas, hustlin' through the night,
Spin the block, finna 'em
Wake the hood up we wet 'em
And all gon' be alright, yeah
When that wrong choice take life, yeah
Gucci be on top of that Nike print
From them rich niggas kickin' yo' door
And they should a Rollie to niggas who want it
Who don't a thing but trap, though
faces, I put that over nat hoes
The shit that we sellin' make you relapse, though
I'm slippin', run up and get clapped, ho
I put North on the map, ho (Gang)

1]
Turn up on a bitch when I'm gone off a
That ho fuck on a fast beat
Ben behind me, do the dash, keepin' up in a
You get jacked out yo' shit, you can't me
Pussy throwin' shots, ain't at me
Strapped up, that nigga get at me
Tough love for a bitch, won't me
Pay for the body I give them the MAC free
Got a pound in the car, I'ma on that
Left the state for a show and I'm comin'
If he say he smoke, ain't no fallin' back
Want a bitch for the play, I'ma blow the
He ain't his head, put it in his lap
He ain't 'bout it, tell that he only rap
I just put 40 bands inside the
Every manifestation, I'm rare (Gang)

Now can you make it better? Trap out Griselda
Post up with Barettas, through the night, yeah
Tell bust a right, yeah
Hop out, gun flames the night, yeah
You know how I'm rockin', you know that I'm it
You loyal to me, I'll sure that you get it
If you want it, you got it, you how I'm rockin'
They never could stop it, it's in my pocket
I go up for the score and they never could it
After the show, I count up in a
Tears fall the lies, despite
Hunnid through the time of the night
When you left, I ain't wanna live
Now I'm happy on the in and
2]

Pick it up, it out, watch it come back
Got a whole hunnid in a Dior bag
up that money, I run up the sack
Boardin' on the jet with a strap
The shit they talk, I could tell you is cap
Up off the X and I only half
Stay energized, I fall from the tabs
Put a in my way, I'ma pay off the staff
I feel like it ain't no I can't have
Saint Laurent boot with the fur like a
Balenciaga, that Gucci, and
I got on all three and I bought pair
When it's up, what we slidin' in, from 12
Time wise, clockwise, I never (No)
Ain't no slackin', we hustlin', we on for real
If we don't get it, we take it, you know it is

Can you it better? Trap out like Griselda
Post up Barettas, hustlin' through the night, yeah
Can you make it better? Trap out Griselda
up with Barettas, hustlin' through the night, yeah
Now, can you make it better? out like Griselda
up with Barettas, hustlin' through the night, yeah
Spin the block, finna 'em
the hood up when we wet 'em
And it's all be alright, yeah
When that wrong choice take life, yeah
Gucci pressure be on top of that print (Shh)
From them rich niggas yo' back door
And they should give a to niggas who want it
Who know a thing but trap, though
faces, I put that over nat hoes
The shit that we will make you relapse, though
I'm slippin', run up and get clapped, ho
I put that on the map, ho (Gang)