Luyện nghe bài hát Taste

D.A

[Verse 1:
Slide on a pimp game with my pinky
gang, lotta bitches, and a icy chain
Why you claim that you That's a false claim
I be straight to the whip, no baggage
lotta styles, can't even pronounce the name
You got no style, see you on my Instagram
I be it like it's fresh out the pan
Only when I'm takin' pics, I'm the
Walk, talk it like a boss, I just the hand
3 cash, call me rain man
like a shower, that's my rain dance
And we all in black, it's Gangland
Say the wrong word, you be
Watch me stick to your bitch a spray tan
Aw, Mr. Kind Of Car He In?'
In the city love my name, I ain't gotta say it

[Chorus:
Taste, taste, she can get a
Taste, taste, she can get a
Taste, taste, fuck what a say
It's all the same, like
Taste, taste, she can get a
Taste, taste, let you get a
Taste, taste, do you the taste?
Yeah that's but he ain't like me

[Verse 2:
Lotta girls me, niggas wanna fight me
Nigga get yo ass like a fuckin' Nike
Me not icey, that's
And she gon' suck me a fuckin' Hi-C
Aw, chains on the for the whole team
And I feel Gucci with the ice cream
And my bitch want the Fenty, not the
I'm the JB the way these bitches scream
these bitches scream
Pretty thing
Like my A.E, say, yadadamean

Tyga]
Taste, taste, she can get a
Taste, taste, she can get a
Taste, taste, what a nigga say
all the same, like Mary-Kate
Taste, taste, she can get a
Taste, taste, let you get a
Taste, taste, do you the taste?
Yeah that's

[Verse 3:
(Offset)
Yeah, I'ma put the drip on the (drip, drip)
Diamond ice glacier, imitate (ice, ice)
Aye, aye feed me grapes with the drac' (grape)
pace in the Wraith, got this shit from bae
Diamonds up to par, the cookie hittin' (hard)
The sit in park, I'm at it, on Mars (Mars)
Shotgun shells, we gon' always hit the (blaow)
Popcorn bitch poppin' out the cartridge (pop it)
3400 Nawfside, Barkley
4-8-8,
her get on top of me and ride me like a Harley
She keep me company and never want depart me (no)
(Depart me) Yeah, fishtail in the lot (skrt, skrt)
I kick it with these niggas 'cause they talk about ya
And I got the fire, don't me spark it out ya
Keep it in my back pocket it's a wallet
Like the way she suck it, suck it like a (whoa)
Stack it up and put it with the whole (racks)
And she got the Patek on water
I'm in real life, I get that profit, copy

Tyga]
Taste, taste, she can get a
Taste, taste, let you get a
Taste, taste, do you love the
Yeah, cool, but he ain't like me

Tyga]
Taste, taste, LA you can get a
Taste, taste, you can get a taste
Taste, taste, Oakland you can get a
Taste, taste, New York do you the taste?
Taste, taste, Chi-Town you can get a
Taste, taste, Houston you can get a
Taste, taste, Portland you can get a
Taste, taste, let them bitches taste
Taste, taste, she can get a
Taste, taste, she can get a
Taste, taste, do you love the
Taste, taste, worldwide gon' get a taste