Luyện nghe bài hát 100 Winters

SB spy seven five jeans
islands on my fuckin' wallet chain
I be wallin' man, I'm a man
ain't nothin' else by me, man
(Ha, ha)

I tell them on and go on to the ozone
I'm so gone, my blunt like a
I pro and hold on to it like a trombone
I'm so blown and um, I got that back
I don't that thumb bone

So on
You get the one with the on it
That's the one that dit

I'm so terrific when I

Put my up in yo ass
Now I'm kickin' in yo
Now I'm pitchin' at yo

And she catch it her lip
Nah, she it with her mouth
And since I'm the
She tried to it on her blouse

I her, whoa, easy, baby
I'm king cake so she eat the baby,
Shit way more crazier
We flip the bitch she was in the gymnasium
I ain't fuckin' the bitches with the stadium

That's no dome, bitch, go
Yeah, bi-bi-bi bitch,
I spit the hundred on my snow cone
Lil' nigga walkin' like he get his on
Boss man, pimp stro, pimp
I can let my go when the wind blow

Then it come right back like a
And make bitches understand me like 10 fo
Niggas is simple like
I bet you bitches understand me 10 fo

Get ya top chopped and get low
like my Benzo
Ridin' with my friend's
No, I mean my friends

all my hoe's friends
Takin' all my hoe's
That will that globe spin
I tell young niggas, pimp or die

Won't get that Benz if don't split them
Eyes dip 'em thighs, 'em ties and if you reach at
I, I don't preach, I screech and give you with them fries

Come to the beach and
I where all the little seagulls fly
See baby, I'm so
All I you to do is just shut up and fry
(Ha, ha)

Yeah,
Me an' Mac is just two niggas the same hood
They all from the same tree, cut from the same
I'm just the young lion and he the bull
Now slam me da
pistol on my hip, now I gotta hand in the pool

I had a Lammy in school, I it was diablo red
I'm T.I red, I'm T.I red, you D.I-ed because of you said
Chyee, I'm as an image
And I keep it like a mothafuckin' blemish
Two twins shrink me up genies
When I'm finished, I say

When I'm finished say, "Weezy, you killed it"
Hop on yo shit and say, "Weezy, you it"
So fly I got tattooed on me
A gun glued on me but I pop ya in ya

Now I got food on me
Now that was rude, homie
And I smell like a weed
Young Money muthafucka, where that at?