Luyện nghe bài hát Diamonds Dancing

Smoking on strong, money long, we don't
Probably my niggas, but my bitch Polynesian
Met bad little broad, she was curvy
Sipped out in the middle of the day I early
Balling in the middle of the trap, we worried
Middle finger up to the and I'm smirking
Bring your squad 'cause you know my gang me
the top on the car, let the tints breathe
Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, snatching
Michael Myers, Norman Bates, Manson
Commas, commas, commas, commas, commas
We time and time and time and time and time and time

I told my "You know what I need
From you I get on
Yeah, uh
Two bricks, a triple beam and a
So I can a storm like I usually do"

Banging with my friends, that's Soo-woo
spit like a Uzi do
You'll be so hard to identify you're
Hit up your arms to your corns and still bleeding
All my niggas children of the corn Stephen
King, I met this she was curvy
Bitch started twerking when them start urr-ing
Getting money since 'Got
And if you real you could for me
I need my Block Is Hot money
I ain't fucking with pussies like they got something
Trampoline with the work, I got the block

I my plug "You know what I need
you when I get on

Two bricks, a triple beam and a
So I can make a like usually do"

Bad bitch on my arm my new lil boo
Pussy be so and it's Juicy Fruit
Trampoline on this dick, I got her twat
Trampoline the work, I got the block jumping
Vaseline on a brick in case the coming
with the work in her bra for me
Wearing lingerie and heels 'round the for me
Wearing lingerie and heels the house for me
All these bitches try'na chill thaw out for me
with the work, I got the block jumping
Got the

We sipping dirty
We sipping that
We sipping that
We that dirty, you know

This Gat at your nose, nigga
That can't save your soul, no
We sipping dirty, yeah
We doing dirty
Haven't even from you
You left the kids by self
haven't even heard from you
We put your wig on a
We unstable,
We unstable,
Your mama be of us
They haven't even heard from you, now they gotta for you
We unstable,
It looking too good for you, too good for you
You're ungrateful,
That's why I label, yeah
I live for myself, yeah
I gotta give to myself,
Look at all the shit I you, yeah
what I did for myself
I hid from myself
I ain't got no ceilings,
I ain't got no feelings for niggas, no
I don't want no dealings them niggas, no