Luyện nghe bài hát Ali Bomaye

Get my people out chains nigga
I handcuffs, time to man up
Put my hands up? you sayin' bruh
I'm a black man, in a Phantom
Or is it 'cause my tinted
Car cost 300 thou' and I blow in it
You mad 'cause daughter fuck with me on spring break
Well, fuck her 'til the springs break

Yeah Roll another one I'm winnin'
And my four door real photogenic
Jam ''em on the tire, in threads won't expire
I'm in a class of my own, my got fired
getting long, pussy rate keep rising
Versace cost me 3,000
From the P houses, did it the weak hours
Selling that chicken no lemon pepper, no sweet and
you get the power, then you get respect
I'm so much money I can buy ya bitch
Take it how you wanna, if you wanna it
I like clubs all the women working naked
Fell in with a waitress what the fuck I'm thinking
that ho a ring it was for her pinky
Uhn, that's that's slick
Got a bottle of cologne that cost more your rent

y'all mad at me for
Got a card, and a black phantom
a white bitch in Idaho, I do the same thing in (Montana)
Got a thick in Atlanta, got a redbone in the Chi
Got two chains, they two-tone, two racks, no lie (true)
Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!
I'm bout to rumble in the jungle in these new
Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!
My lawyer threw them gloves on and another case
y'all mad at me for, 'cause my belt got two G's on it
Her belt got two C's on it, my daughter's got D's on it
Free Big Meech, Free Boosie and
Like New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton see murders
And my AR see murders, beef nigga no burgers
I'm and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners
Got ?, ?
Got dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no
You a nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell
I'm on the block D 12, I got the white, no D-12
Like a little nigga in Africa, I was born toting K
And that's shit, no Will Smith, and no ?
But they

Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!
Thank God that a seen another day
Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!
Got a chopper and a bottle it let 'em spray

I take my to trial, hire the Dream Team
Robbie Kardashian, Cochran, I seen things
I dream big, I think
Inhale smoke, Hawaiian bark
Humble yourself, you not a G, keep it one yourself
Run to for help, favors I keep one on the shelf
I got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the
Hit you right above navel, now you swimming in
medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps
Hoes settling for less, I call 'em shelf
Niggas on them blogs and never did nothing at all
On the road to the riches, bitches not along

Unless ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone
my nigga Boss and I'm flashing the chrome
I'm waving the Tec, spraying the Mac
Extendos in the back, lap?]
Got a bitch look like Laila Ali sitting in my lap
Got a call from Skateboard, 'em up at Lax
Speaking skateboards, where at?
Fuck with him, I'll a skateboard on a nigga back
2 Chainz!

on a nigga track
No lie, No Lie got a plaque
Mama got a house, daughter got
Just to think a nigga like me with a ounce
Bad and D-boys, we bring 'em out
If them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we 'em out
This the voice of intelligence, if you got work
Go to work the at your residence
For
to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent
Riding the jungles in that mothafuckin'' elephant
That's a ghost, with the ears on it
Swimming through the hood it got fins on it (Tell 'em!)
You know I got work on the foreman grill
Weigh the in, made another mill'
Got a nigga feeling Cassius Clay
in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today

Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!
Thank God that a nigga another day
Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!
Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em