Luyện nghe bài hát LLC

I just took her name and the bitch a LLC
Stuff a stacks up in, then bitch, get on your feet
You make twice as much if you it up, just to see
To you he's rich and famous, but just a guy to me

I feel like I'm Kong, name still going ding-dong
two girls gettin' more money, and they don't rap, they sing songs
I stay with that pink on, pink furs and pink thongs
Goons out if blink wrong, think hard but don't think long
Pink Friday had Eminem, hard but I'm feminine
trio on Monster, Goblins and Gremlins
What's left I didn't do? You bit the forbidden fruit
You thought you'd get my Who the fuck was kiddin' you?
Took a break but I'm back to me
make a new Nicki with a factory
They'll toe to toe on a track with me
never be another one after me
'Cause the skill levels still a of me

Blasphemy, my niggas blast for me
All these low IQ hoes me
Tell 'em that I but just take a bath for me
Put the in my crib like a athlete
I see them give me fake love but trash is weak
Man, you that I rip every rap and beat
You know gon' eat, Bon Apetit
Used to get hyped off a half a mil'
Used to get real hyped off a pill
We don't pay niggas to front like they like my
We pay niggas to come in and write my shit (uh)

Now carry on, now on
Now carry on, now on
Swish, swish, I'm gettin' my Curry on
G6 flow, all Louis V on

I just her name and made the bitch a LLC
Stuff a couple stacks up in, then bitch, get on your
You make twice as much if you switch it up, to see
To you he's and famous, but he's just a guy to me

You made me, you made me,
You me, you made me, yeah, yeah
On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah,
You made me (okay), you me (hahaha)

Yo, you made me do it, hoe, I you, get low (told you get low)
I poppin' tens but gotta be (be)
I'm New York Nick, I'm with Carmelo (ok 'Melo)
I'm wavy, word to Lo, hello
How your jacket say Porsche and you never rode a
How you supposed to meet the quarter when you went North?
How the you got Ferraris when you never went sport?
All that hoopin' and hollerin' still ain't on the court (rrah)

You me, you made me, yeah
You me, you made me, yeah, yeah
On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah,
You made me (okay), you me (hahaha)

Ay, yo, look at what they made me do, made me do
the foreign on 'em, navy blue, they baby blue
Look at how they started pussy poppin' 80 flew
All my niggas move Britney, Ari', yeah, Katy too
gassed on it, really though, gas I pump them
Straight trash on the really, yo, yes, I him
the limits, I'm a pushy bitch, yes, I bumped him
Push past filthy rich, ask I trumped
I scare her, scare her, my biggest error, error
Never been clearer, clearer, don't Fawcett, Farrah
you'll never be me, that's word to Bella, Gigi
Dolce Gabbana, DG, gang rated PG (woah)

Now on, now carry on
Now carry on, now on
Swish, swish, I'm gettin' my Curry on
G6 all Louis V carry on

I just took her and made the bitch a LLC
a couple stacks up in, then bitch, get on your feet
You make twice as if you switch it up, just to see
To you he's rich and famous, but just a guy to me

On blood, you made me, you me, yeah
You me, you made me, yeah, yeah
On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah,
You made me (okay), you me (hahaha)