Luyện nghe bài hát Flavor

Let me kick my shit, riding gettin that paper
Treat your bitch like candy, her now and later
I flex I flex n stunt, gotta shine on haters
Your bitch seen all sauce, said, I have some of your flavor?'

Oh, no, your
Can I some of your flavor?
Oh, no, flavor
Can I have some of your
Oh, no
Can I have of your flavor?
Oh, no
Can I have some of flavor?

up
You can none of my flavor
You can have none of my
You can have of my linen
You ain't none of my gator
I'm moving these bricks and shit is conducer
Designer, designer, my is exclusive
Flexing, I'm flexing, my rims are
I'm all up in Fifth, I'm shopping in
a damn, I go up in Gucci
I'm on the molly, I'm a Lucy
My future with bands, they free like
know I'm a dog, they calling me Snoopy
The chopper, the scope, the riffle, I it
Knocking them out like it, I'm on it
My daughter was five, I borough a
I'mma stay, baloney
Yeah, etcetera, etcetera, paper is
You gonna medical
Even with you niggas is edible
be rapping and snapping, I'm telling you
Let me keep my shit, Lee, nigga, back up
She have none of my flavor
And she can none, I'mma hack her

Let me my shit, riding around in that paper
Treat your bitch keep, fuck her now and later
I taste that bitch, don't splurge, gotta shine on haters
Your bitch seen all that sauce, said, 'Can I some of your flavor?'

Oh, no, your
Can I have some of your
Oh, no, your
Can I have of your flavor?
Oh, no
Can I have of your flavor?
Oh, no
Can I have some of flavor?

Hold up, flavor, I'm impossible it
Surgery, I'm a god digits
Got the fitted
Hoes will be honest, they and taking
Used to be broke and stricken
Now I got about them boxes in the kitchen
That guy is not to be mentioned
Chauffer, the Phantom is not to be
All of this is not to be given
You got it, baby, they buy me like
Bullets, the county, like aces
APM sharp, I'm pumping lady
You on the block, take out the baby
You know cut it, don't mix it with bacon
Soda, Cola, in Boca
Me and Fantasia had dinner Oprah
Winfrey, Bentley, the semi
Nigga get wrong I tow him jenny
Drunk as a fuck do 'em like Remy
Nigga I'm more, the is in me
I run through your crew like a bullet, don't me
Got too many so how you gonna pick me?
Let me keep my
Back up, bitch, me?

Let me my shit, riding around in that paper
Treat your bitch keep, fuck her now and later
I taste that bitch, don't splurge, gotta on them haters
Your seen all that sauce, said, 'Can I have some of your flavor?'

Oh, no, your
Can I some of your flavor?
Oh, no, flavor
Can I have of your flavor?
Oh, no
Can I have some of your
Oh, no
Can I have some of your