Luyện nghe bài hát Super Fake

Man, you fake ass niggas and bitches
Tay Keith,

Niggas hatin', 'em quit it
But you gettin' money, I get it
You want smoke or you acting?
Are you serious, I'm asking
If you real then why
Maybe you tryna get my skin
Maybe you don't to see me win
But I won't fold and I bend
Give me cup, fill it with ice
A deuce in the red, put it in the
in the club, turned on the lights
But it was dark, so that was my ice
Chanel on my ten (toes)
Pinky ring I pimp hoes (who you with?)
bitch with me a nympho (she a freak)
Poppin' like they Mentos (ugh ugh, woah)

Yeah, hop on the and ride it like a wave (tryna keep my balance)
Chains I'm a slave, Dolce Cage (I'm just kickin' shit)
She throwin' fits, I told that behave (bitch behave ho)
I pop a bean and chop her my fade (ugh ugh, oh)
Remember Mario eleventh grade (remember me from Mitchell?)
Dropped out of school, now I'm paid (I'm stupid paid, whoa)
I been that nigga, y'all super lames (y'all knew that)
How you gon' bash me then try fuck me, bitch you super (huh)

Came in the game vengeance
left, I got right like Lorenzo (got right on)
Gucci my vision, my
I ain't fucked up the money, I spends it
I had a talk with the high (G-O-D)
I walk around with the four
I'm fresh to like a dead guy (corpse)
call me Capo the head guy (honcho, Bagg), yeah
I get when I reflect on my past (when I think 'bout it)
I could be still so I'm thankful for this bag (amen)
Chandeliers on both my ears, my look like two lamps (bling)
This not mean nothin' to you but I used to get food stamps
Hit her the side, caught a cramp (ugh)
The pussy me tap, it was damp (wet)
got me up like a ramp (up)
Pull up, made her serve, then I (skrrt, what you rockin'?)
Yellow diamonds on me, look like (yellow, yellow)
her that I loved her, I'm too macaroni

Yeah, hop on the beat and it like a wave (tryna keep my balance)
I'm a slave, Dolce Johnny Cage (I'm just kickin' shit)
She throwin' fits, I told that bitch (bitch behave ho)
I pop a bean and chop her my fade (ugh ugh, oh)
Remember from eleventh grade (remember me from Mitchell?)
Dropped out of school, now I'm paid (I'm stupid paid, whoa)
I been that nigga, just super lames (y'all knew that)
How you gon' bash me then try fuck me, bitch you fakes (huh)

I'm so fuckin' thankful for the bag and
Pacific ocean bag, I got a water
make me made, that's why my diamonds piss