Luyện nghe bài hát 1 Scale

All I need is one scale, a couple bales, came in this by myself

Dolph, why you fuck his Uh, shit, 'cause I'm a player
Quarterback, no NFL (Ayy), drippy in (Drippy)
Playin' hide and go seek in the mansion with my girl (Aria)
Elevator was too crowded, so I the stairs (Woo)
The whole industry was hatin', so now I give 'em (Ha)
Business man, I a whole million in the mail (Yeah)
(Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah
I-I-I treat bitches some shoes,
I cop 'em by the (It's Dolph)
She like I grab her neck and pull her by her hair (It's Dolph)
In my city, I'm more than the fuckin' mayor (It's Dolph)
Ten straight, I set the prices on the kush, I swear (It's Dolph)

I got your bitch for Flippa (Where he at?)
I let her like a bicycle (Ah)
I pulled out and on her dimples (Ah)
Quarter milli' for this (Mille)
I had to run up them (Run it up)
Niggas that I'm the sickest (For real)
know that I'm the littest
Whip my dick out and piss on feelings (For real)
I heard that lil' nigga Memphis (Okay)
I heard he to trap in Fendi (Okay)
I heard he went to jail in a (Okay)
Straps me in New York City (Uh)
Lil' black nigga with all this paper on me, man
the fuck they mean, man?
I can't go out like (Uh), huh, hold up

Bangin' L's, swangin' (What?)
Shakin', got residue in my (What?)
gettin' real money, we bustin' bales
Everybody on the floor the smell, uh
Dropped out of school
Had to bringin' my Glock, couldn't show and tell, uh (Pussy)
Big bro got in the feds
Can't on the phone, but he know his will
out the trap with a big ol' bag
'Til I pop in the house, I was on the (Swerve)
We was sinnin' on Sunday, that bitch in my
But I'm in my head, know I'm gon' prevail, uh
If I her house phone,
Tell her bring that bitch out cocked, then my will (Come on)
I was eighteen, my OG me hop out the Benz or a Bonneville (Bah)

I a mansion,
Pop in that bitch fresh off a shootout, I'm hot as
Shh, you gon' do some time, niggas probably
it, this lifestyle, know I probably will
I'm in New York with my Dolph,
He rockin' wop, but his on Gabbana still (Uh)
I'm rockin' Dior with a bag full of
Blues, all black but Prada still (Swerve)
I'm in the 'Raq, Benihana, don't eat at
See opp, he get probably (Swerve)
Told lil' bro out with me in Bally
Get out the 'Raq, he come near, catch a body still (Shh)
I'll pull up on your home in a Lam' out a sack
Arch her back, disappear, (Skrrt)
I comin' with shit but my pipe and a box of mags
Twenty on me, my starter pack
Gettin' too much money, we ain't tryna make
You we spark ride (Bah)
I was outside and that's the reason we won
Nigga, we weren't

Got a youngin, he only straight at you (Seen 'em)
You ain't heard that snake rap? (Go get 'em)
On a nigga head, then we can't catch you
Spin twice, mad as fuck, we went straight you
tried to kill a nigga just 'cause you had to?
Leanin' up in the clubhouse Rascal (Huh?)
Everybody as fuck, ain't nothin' past due
I could go a M from my mama pad too
Let me see you gon' do, we could team-tag two
Oh, you ain't with the shit, have somebody you
Kel-Tec on my lap, if God you, I tag you
Have you fillin' the bag with fast food (Pussy)