Luyện nghe bài hát LLC

I just her name and made the bitch a LLC
Stuff a couple stacks up in, bitch, get on your feet
You make twice as much if you it up, just to see
To you he's rich and famous, but just a guy to me

I feel like I'm King Kong, name still ding-dong
It's two gettin' more money, and they don't rap, they sing songs
I stay with that on, pink furs and them pink thongs
Goons out if they blink wrong, think hard but don't long
Pink Friday had Eminem, spit hard but I'm
trio on Monster, Goblins and Gremlins
What's left that I didn't do? You bit the fruit
You thought you'd get my spot? Who the fuck was you?
a lil' break but I'm back to me
Tryna make a new Nicki with a
They'll never toe to toe on a track me
There'll never be one after me
the skill levels still a half of me

Blasphemy, my will blast for me
All these low IQ baffle me
Tell 'em that I watch but just a bath for me
Put the trophies in my crib a athlete
I see them me fake love but that trash is weak
Man, you know that I rip rap and beat
You know Nicki gon' eat, Bon
Used to get real off a half a mil'
Used to get hyped off half a pill
We don't pay niggas to front like they like my
We don't pay niggas to come in and my shit (uh)

Now carry on, now on
Now carry on, now on
Swish, swish, I'm just gettin' my on
G6 flow, all Louis V on

I just took her name and the bitch a LLC
Stuff a stacks up in, then bitch, get on your feet
You make as much if you switch it up, just to see
To you he's rich and famous, but just a guy to me

You made me, you me, yeah
You made me, you me, yeah, yeah
On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah,
You me (okay), you made me (hahaha)

Yo, you made me do it, hoe, I you, get low (told you get low)
I poppin' tens but gotta be (be)
I'm New York Nick, I'm with Carmelo (ok 'Melo)
I'm wavy, word to Shawty Lo,
How jacket say Porsche and you never rode a Porsche?
How you supposed to the quarter when you never went North?
How the you got Ferraris when you never went sport?
All that hoopin' and hollerin' still ain't scorin' on the (rrah)

You me, you made me, yeah
You me, you made me, yeah, yeah
On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah,
You made me (okay), you me (hahaha)

Ay, yo, at what they made me do, they made me do
Swerve the foreign on 'em, blue, they baby blue
Look at how started pussy poppin' when 80 flew
All my niggas that Britney, Ari', yeah, Katy too
Niggas gassed on it, really though, gas I pump
Straight trash on the really, yo, yes, I him
Push the limits, I'm a bitch, yes, I bumped him
Push past filthy rich, ask I them
'Cause I her, scare her, my biggest error, error
been clearer, clearer, don't Fawcett, Farrah Farrah
Because never be me, that's word to Bella, Gigi
Gabbana, DG, pretty gang rated PG (woah)

Now carry on, now on
Now carry on, now on
Swish, swish, I'm gettin' my Curry on
G6 flow all Louis V on

I just her name and made the bitch a LLC
a couple stacks up in, then bitch, get on your feet
You twice as much if you switch it up, just to see
To you he's and famous, but he's just a guy to me

On blood, you me, you made me, yeah
You made me, you made me, yeah,
On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah,
You me (okay), you made me (hahaha)