Luyện nghe bài hát Fitted Cap

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Ross]
You know I to the script
Twenty-million dollar nigga, but I do it like

(M-M-M-Maybach Music, Music)

[Rick - Chorus]
My high-top, snapback fitted cap (Wuh!)
My Jordans high-top, fitted cap (Wuh!)
My Jordans high-top, fitted cap
My high-top, snapback fitted cap
The Rolls-Royce, it's all
Foamposites, the LeBrons, I'm fuckin' the Spikes

My high-top, snapback fitted cap (Woo!)
My Jordans high-top, fitted cap (Woo!)
The Rolls-Royce, all white (How can I not talk big? I got to)
Foamposites (Wale!), the LeBrons, I'm wit' the Spikes

[Wale - 1]
Yeah, uh
mics, bitch, I'm on my car show
My chick and white, she ain't no dime, that bitch a Concorde
11 know I'm this, shoot and I don't ever miss
The I'm in is rented, I ain't wit' all that commitment shit
P-R-Ps is proper, couple Gs when I'm
My and my SBs, got a thing for pink boxes
Shout out Frankie the Butcher, shout out Mishka in
That's some from 10.deep ATL, I'm wit' the cooker
I e'en tryin', fool, ho, I ball like private school
You bammas like Hyperstrikes, your wifey sleep of you
And Tito's my niggas, you know just we need more shit and
It's ironic how I some dough when I got them Homer Simpsons, look
Pine-green Foams, they may see the store
Got Entourages like Maverick and Richie Paul
Bitch, I ball, ho, you lame, look at my Laneys, switchin'
Look at my 9s, look at my Blazers, look at my 4s, cut wit'
Look at my whore, that is your lady, look at my flo', makin' crazy
Makin' y'all sick, cannot tame me, Lexus drive me, Maybach pay me

[Rick - Chorus]
My Jordans high-top, fitted cap (Woo!)
My Jordans high-top, fitted cap (Woo!)
The Rolls-Royce (Huh!), it's all (Huh!)
Foamposites, the LeBrons, I'm fuckin' wit' the
Meek

Mill]
Yo
I I'm swaggin' out in my Cool Greys, no LL, but these cool Js
And my wrist froze, but I'm cool sha', like a head, I'm too paid
I'm too blazed, and I'm too high, George Kush, the crew high
Wrong move and that fly, better Kon that ass like Wu-sai
It's MMG, MOB, young nigga, I OG
Walk around wit' like 10 on me, that 5-7, fen' on me
Don't grin on me wit' them long stares, you God unless no fear
Big money, all the hoes, HD, I came so
We jeweled out and we racked up, Phantom big it back up
Big Boy, look like a Mack truck, shooters ride wit' Mac tucked
I'm a Bad Boy, bitch, ask Puff, Simpson-Rodgers, my cup
On this shit, I can't up, country Ks as I man up
This Rozay, Wale, Gunplay, and nigga Pill
In Brazil, and this shit is real, got bad and that whippet pill
One week and we get the deal, one day and I fucked the
My Levis, 501, my snapback is hella bent

My Jordans high-top, fitted cap (Woo!)
My high-top, snapback fitted cap (Woo!)
The Rolls-Royce (Huh!), it's all (Huh!)
Foamposites, the LeBrons, I'm fuckin' the Spikes

[J.
Fresh-ass nigga, no wonder why hoes be open
That's that nigga, so what'd I say? okey-dokin'
How you figga? You fuckin' wit' me? I hope he
I'm witcha girl, you home alone, bitch you Culkin
I'm oviedosin', ay, homie, Kobe
Then put my ashes on you niggas, bet you gon' need
I'm roastin', heatin' up, so you know we toastin'
Fuck hoes wit' no emotion, fade away like postin'
Out in Sweden, like ain't that you can't tell us
Lord, forgive me, as a kid, I used to look at jealous
uh, they had them Js, and my mama wouldn't cop 'em
Can you her? Hundred dollars for them bitches wann't a option
Now we livin' much better, nigga, pay
Rock bitches once then forgot about 'em forever
My kicks like my chick, I need to know the numbers
You just to know I'm comin', I'll kill you niggas this summer

My high-top, snapback fitted cap
My Jordans high-top, snapback cap
The Rolls-Royce, it's all
Foamposites, the LeBrons, I'm fuckin' the Spikes

My Jordans high-top, fitted cap (Woo!)
My high-top, snapback fitted cap (Woo!)
The (Huh!), it's all white (Huh!)
Foamposites, the LeBrons, I'm wit' the Spikes

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