Luyện nghe bài hát B Boyz

Verse 1: Lamar]
Talk about it, make em about it
Life to me is currency, I got it
And your life to me is lifeless like its livin' on support
I license everything in my wallet, boy with the biggest heart
Nigga play your part or parallel park your ego to me and violence
Next to me is no one, I'm one of one
And I musta won that anybody who had it or better yet forgot it
Mack in the back of a 'Lac with a mac in the back of a
With a on the back of the trunk
Hit a punk in the back with a pump in the back, he's off balance
And I'm back in the front of the front of the future when you are talent
And I'm in the back in the back of the block with a cop wanna cop allowance
Iraq on the block key watch for the or whatever
And cut no cut more guns guts fuck boy you fucked up twice you fucked considerin' you drownin'
Die in a lake with a date with a catfish back head first smilin'
C-cry in the face of Jesus we pray we keep on stylin'
On you TDE YMCMB business bitch

[Verse 2: Ace
Okay nigga riding in a May-be, and I'm probably baby
Dont talk fuck you pay me, intercept your bitch like Bailey
Okay big on this side, 100 grand for the whip my bitch drive
Need a new safe money getting too high, presidents all in my Levis
Boy I this nigga be swagging, and I'm living lavish
Might cop me an Aston, on 'em
Anything I drive I own 'em, bad bitch and that ass normal
put that pound game on her, beat it up she deep in a coma
I'm super paid, 2 a day
My rollie gold, no time to
What it do Berg, my brother
Keep that by me like my lovely momma
Hot as the summer, as the winter
Stay on them charts, I heard that they plotting my
Young nigga, got a lot of
Any nigga don't believe me, I make it look easy easy out of

[Verse 3:
Box of choppers, hand on the trigger
gangsta, get it how we get it
Third Ward soldier, suicide
Militant minded, hundred mill on the
Hand Persian rug nigga, on the Bugatti
Louboutin, Chanel for my models
Higher than Bugatti nigga, on the fish scales
Nose diving for them hundreds, strapped up mail
Fr-fresher than I before
Higher we even been, shining on them 24s
Junior time ho
On the grind ho, while he doing ho

[Interlude: Maine]
Ya know!
The is money and money still was made baby
Eight aint stop nothing nigga
Its like was third base and my lil nigga still came home, ya understand

4: Mack Maine]
Im from the hood where hold coke in they baby diapers
Thats why the babies grow up damn they be like us
I a long ways from rhyming up in crazy cyphers
Man Im so happy my lil brother came home Rikers
Shout out to BP, Thugga, Flow and [Fail
My flow Lucifer, I spit boy
My heart numb, aint no I cant withstand
And I hold my down boy like a kickstand
Get off my nuts, stop acting a bitch fam
Lil nigga finish puberty, grow ya own damn
I went from watching fly on Earl and Red porch
To cruising through the streets of in a red Porsche
Me and Stunna fly, we should the Air Force
Stand up niggas, the fuck you brought them chairs
I went making money from people with crack habits
To thanking God Im in a whole tax bracket