Luyện nghe bài hát BFF (Remix)

Whole lot of that my BFF
Keep a Glock .40 in my Fendi
Getting so much cash I don't a wallet
You smoking on that trash, throw it in the
Young nigga coming from the pot
Hanging on the block, kickin' with the
They say that talk so don't you make a comment
I'm proud of myself, I done it

it, done it, done it man I'm runnin' up
Tity Boi 'bout to fuck the up
Order some new things for the
3rd on to get her naked
I'ma poster for the hustle
You a poser for them bustas
up for grabs, I'ma take it
Try to stay down like the
Live by the code, keep it
Anything and everything to get a
Nigga think they but I'm triller
Nigga think ill but I'm iller
Nigga think big but I'm larger
Pussy you nothin' but a target
on joints, get massages
Keep me and I charge up

lot of money that my BFF
Keep a Glock .40 in my belt
Getting so much I don't need a wallet
You smoking on trash, throw it in the garbage
Young street nigga coming from the
Hanging on the block, with the convict
They say money talk so don't you make a comment
I'm of myself, motherfucker I done it

In class they ask me what I do
Had a stove, microwave and a too
up on your set in a 62
Pull up on set just to send 'em through
Shittin' on them niggas an enema
Fuck the bitch, had to say I'm her
Nigga I know I been winnin'
Niggas know I know I give any fucks
Sold my Carlo, bought a Cadillac
Sold my and went and got a Beamer
I used to put my drawers in the
down the street from Phillips Arena
Spend a lil money you take it with ya
They the feds out here takin' pictures
Well I'm the freshest nigga on their
making bands, yes I am