Luyện nghe bài hát Finals 2

(Maybach Music)

We them niggas at the park, we just ball
dope to get a car and don't know what it's called
Niggas foul but the referees don't get
It's the finals and my dogs came to it all
2014 And them boys
I'm at the on the floor and that boy strapped
50 Stacks for the seat, the popcorn
Diamond chains and my million dollar on
Yeah they tell me these ain't the streets to floss on
I put bitch on my list, and it's not long
Runnin' down on niggas, they their statement
I a bomb, I drop it like a compilation (Maybach Music)
All y'all niggas to know me well
Top down, I got bitch's hair in a ponytail
She never to Tom Ford, nigga
So I double for that encore, nigga
comin' out my pores, nigga
You should see me and stars, nigga
Rich niggas test drive
And M, that be the best ha (Maybach Music)
I let her count the cake up in my spot
Put all her photos in my laptop
We got a bond that we never break
She wash her with Belaire, that pussy sweet as cake

Huh! My money on another
Huh! My money on level
Huh! She ordinary niggas
Your bitch be ordinary niggas

I took a break to let these lames get their off
Now I the scenery, can't seem to get the cigar
hoes a free throw, Stevenson and LeBron
I just let her below, in a moment she be home
Isolate the offense, nigga don't you hear me
And you know I watch green
Than like floor season tickets in
And we show off Dolph Ziggler, let raw bitches get tossed out
All I is bad shit like I'm bashing Joe Crawford
And these dudes ain't slick, sayin' you, is that you? Buyin'
But we their set, like a Euro step
Them nearly walkin'
So turn me up, I got it, me up, I got it
Thank God for this 'cause on ESPN I bombed it
You can see we keep our promise
I could beat up, beat up, no
And ridin' with my feet up, my seat up,
Supreme up, my tee, and Moschino
Believe your female'll follow
Better eat up, or be out 'Cause we at the
Swag champion, that, ring at the counter

Huh! My money on another
Huh! My money on level
Huh! She fuckin' ordinary
bitch be fuckin' ordinary niggas

I tried to let you pussy eat
My pussy kill and put you pussies in the street
Say fuck the major 'cause I wasn't made for
Sb be the so picture them niggas killin' me
Let's get it, I got them same dirty with me
Silencers give you life but they make a difference
You a witness, I heard you snitchin', you paid the hitter
Chanel and red bottoms, I'm bookin' tickets
My clip a 50, my money dirty, her sticky
You give her hickeys, I fuck her, her and pass to Ricky
My palms itchy, I swore I just hit the lotto
Safe house in Cabo, my Spanish bitch related to
My blanket Morocco, my carpet is
It's ordinary, don't confuse me with humans
17 Fire, what the fuck was you
bricks were 30 apiece and 28 if you knew him

Huh! My money on level
Huh! My money on another
Huh! She fuckin' ordinary
bitch be fuckin' ordinary niggas

Limpin' like a pimp, out the gym
6 Ring J's, every a win
Countin' cash in the huddle, blocka, flash the muzzle
Spazz on a busta, your ass like a buzzer
Oh Lord, here come the ball
They call him Gunplay, they him Don Logan
He a legend, keep the engine revin'
And the firearm, bring the fire
Fuck Donald Sterling, fuck him, fuck Sterling
him, fuck Donald Sterling, screamin' fuck Donald Sterling
Load the clips with my clippers, tippin' all the
They bitin' on my belt buckle, on the zippers
Snort a line, like it's child time
Mmg, 305, our
Yayo, I'm like a Hannibal Lectors
Reppin' that animal

Huh! My money on another
Huh! My money on another
Huh! She fuckin' ordinary
Your bitch be fuckin' niggas

Yeah reportin' from a white Wraith
Caught hands with the white
My one shooter got a white face
ladders, we don't tussle, we just fight cases
Montana, but I'm Tony Parker
Pop a chains on, forest papa
dead faces on the blue paper
Fightin' fed cases, you law paper
My on another planet
fishscale, got the whole salmon
Hop out, sound like heavy
My money on level
You fuckin' niggas
Wash head Marbury, nigga

Huh! My money on level
Huh! My on another level
Huh! She fuckin' ordinary (Maybach Music)
Your bitch be fuckin' ordinary

Huh! My money on level
Huh! My on another level
Huh! She fuckin' niggas (Maybach Music)
bitch be fuckin' ordinary niggas

Nigga gettin' bucks off of my story
I come in the clutch
I'm like Ray at 40 (Maybach Music)
Hit the shot and I splash, smoke a blunt, I crash
I got a bad bitch who like to fuck after class
She study for finals, I study the
These don't know me but his bitch screamin' my name
I be all over the union feelin' just like
Smokin' three pounds of the thunder, it go straight to the
Just know the Bulls been the shit, 'til D Rose back
Niggas ain't playin', they commentatin' like
Two mil' on the deal, pull my ring and I'm
And the whole team winnin', bitch at the stacks
Open up, nigga, middle up
We don't give a fuck,
Stuntin' hard, I'm tryna get a buck, nigga
Like Milwaukee, walkie talkie, you at, nigga?
I'm stacks, nigga

Huh! My on another level
Huh! My money on level
Huh! She fuckin' ordinary
bitch be fuckin' ordinary niggas

Pop like I won a championship game
I that powder on me, nigga, like Lebron James
These ordinary, Birdman, mercenary
dunk a tickin' bitch, I'm pitchin' out the Panamera
Killed him in the paint, I swear to God I got a
Ain't but bad bitches to smash on my itinerary
30 Shot'll have 'em flippin' like a
And my bitches lookin' like, they fresh out
Martin, ridin' rapid, woh
Drop top, choppers shootin' rampid, peel the leaf off of cabbage
I assist 'em with that when I pass it, fosho
I post up with it Bosh, defense
I got a duffle bag full of them blocks,
Bitch I'm like Ray with shots
Cheerleaders, bitch I got a tour bus of thots
Team full of heat, I'm talkin' Spoelstra
bitch, Eric Spoelstra and a nigga post up

Huh! My money on another
Huh! My money on level
Huh! She fuckin' niggas (Maybach Music)
Your be fuckin' ordinary niggas

Fuck Donald Sterling, fuck him, fuck Donald
Fuck him, Donald Sterling, screamin' fuck Donald Sterling
Screamin' Donald Sterling, fuck him, fuck Donald Sterling
(Han) fuck Donald Sterling, screamin' Donald Sterling