Luyện nghe bài hát B Boyz

Verse 1: Kendrick
about it, make em talk about it
Life to me is currency, I got it
And your life to me is like its livin' on life support
I everything in my wallet, lightest boy with the biggest heart
Nigga play your part or parallel park your ego to me and violence
to me is definitely no one, I'm one of one
And I musta won that from who had it or better yet forgot it
Mack in the back of a 'Lac with a mac in the of a 'Lac
With a latch on the of the trunk
Hit a punk in the back with a pump in the back, he's off balance
And I'm in the front of the front of the future when you are mentioning talent
And I'm in the back in the of the block with a cop wanna cop anybody's allowance
on the block key watch for the block or whatever
And cut no cut more guns guts fuck boy you fucked up twice you fucked considerin' you drownin'
Die in a lake with a date with a back flip head first smilin'
C-cry in the face of Jesus we just we keep on stylin'
On you bitches TDE YMCMB bitch

[Verse 2: Ace
Okay nigga riding in a May-be, and I'm with baby
Dont talk nigga fuck you pay me, intercept bitch like Bailey
Okay big money on this side, 100 for the whip my bitch drive
Need a new money getting too high, dead presidents all in my Levis
Boy I this nigga be swagging, and I'm living lavish
cop me an Aston, Martin on 'em
Anything I drive I own 'em, bad and that ass ain't normal
Gotta put that game on her, beat it up she deep in a coma
I'm super paid, 2 a day
My gold, no time to waste
What it do Berg, my brother
Keep pistol by me like my lovely momma
Hot as the summer, cold as the
Stay on them charts, I heard that they my timber
nigga, got a lot of flows
Any nigga don't believe me, I make it look easy out of control

[Verse 3:
Box full of choppers, on the trigger
gangsta, get it how we get it
Third Ward soldier, suicide
minded, hundred mill on the counter
Hand Persian rug nigga, flame on the
Christian Louboutin, for my models
Higher than nigga, fishing on the fish scales
Nose diving for them hundreds, up making mail
Fr-fresher I been before
Higher than we been, shining on them 24s
Junior doing ho
On the grind ho, while he time ho

[Interlude: Maine]
Ya know!
The time is money and still was made baby
Eight aint stop nothing nigga
Its jail was third base and my lil nigga still came home, ya understand

[Verse 4: Mack
Im from the hood where bitches hold coke in baby diapers
why when the babies grow up damn they be like us
I came a long ways from rhyming up in crazy
Man Im so my lil brother came home from Rikers
Shout out to BP, Thugga, and [Fail Boy?]
My flow Lucifer, I hell boy
My heart numb, aint no I cant withstand
And I hold my niggas boy like a kickstand
Get off my nuts, stop acting a bitch fam
Lil nigga finish puberty, ya own dick damn
I from watching time fly on Earl and Red porch
To cruising through the streets of Miami in a red
Me and Stunna fly, we should join the Air
Stand up niggas, the fuck you brought them for?
I went from money from people with crack habits
To thanking God Im in a nother tax bracket