Luyện nghe bài hát Crocodile Python

Closest ones to me to see me in a box
Is it or am I cursed by the gods
My son's mother don't know or where to start
All the years that I her, trick never had a job
Unemployed get a bitch depressed
But unlike them other, boys she watched me kill 'em with
I took a pussy boy, pick up a book and learn
Have ass in a church before I end the verse
Rims on the whip got it looking
Stuffing money in my pockets as you watching
python, all my ice on
And ain't nobody fucking with me the mics on
She so when I fuck her with the lights on
I the same when my niggas send the kites home

Damn, why they to stick me for my paper?
They want the deeds to my of labor
Every time I around
Lawsuits put a lean on a crown
Ten million was the check
Devil wanna deal a nigga or debt
They want to own thing I own
They sends drones to survey my
Suits to protect my wealth
Bloody Glock 40 to myself

Cubans on my neck like a python
On the couches I'm the one got their eyes on
Skip your name, now they want to your tax bracket
Tell 'em that you with me and the pussy's
I paid dues in these
I so much I got nothing to lose in these streets
asked me am I in Illuminati
Beat twenty cases John Gotti
White man a nigga with a free mind
And if you disagree tell him that he can mine
my Rolex and gave me an ankle monitor
So many angles haters'll start popping up
Renounced my and moved to Singapore
Couple tax all accounts offshore

Damn, why they want to me for my paper?
They want the deeds to my fruit of
Every time I around
put a lean on a king crown
Ten million was the check
Devil deal a nigga death or debt
They want to own every I own
They drones to survey my home
Suits to protect my wealth
Bloody Glock 40 to myself

She fell in love with the flow, such a beautiful
Fascinated kilo grams of that coke
Roll 25 and never knew his social number
Mac-11 for that Gucci to go up under
Black pride, see it in my eyes
Fayette county prosecutor to take a nigga house
So much for the police
Clan rally niggas swang from oak trees
Wood wheel in the Wraith on the tires
Crocodile seats on the carbon fiber
Hot boy, box in the gas tank
Man of leisure to the top I took the

(Maybach Music)

Damn, why they want to stick me for my
They want the deeds to my fruit of
time I turn around
Lawsuits put a on a king crown
Ten million was the check
Devil wanna deal a nigga or debt
They want to own thing I own
They sends drones to my home
Suits designed to protect my
Bloody 40 to protect myself