Luyện nghe bài hát Ring Ring

C-note after c-note, put the remix on my
Thought I wouldn't make it, now I'm winning Timothy
quarter, I'm back, fourth quarter, in fact
Fourth quarter, that's that, four Ford in all
I said boss and I meant that, advance, you spent
Corvette so clean you'll think Bruce rent that
just like sneakers, just got me ten pair
Dubai, I been there, but f-ck that, we in
Roll up and inhale, I live next to
Alonzo, my cost three mil', this shit real
IPhone and iPad, in my gat
hand got ten bands, back pocket, four stacks
All I need is bad hoes, all these gon' rat
Half niggas working now, they knocked it down, they're going back
All I need is Benzos, riding on
Stack my money tenfold, this my new ten-four

Fuck em, em, I'm screaming f-ck em
em, f-ck em, I'm screaming f-ck em
F-ck all you
Watch me f-ck all b!tches
I got eight Rollies
And they all mint

I'm f-ck em, f-ck em, I'm screaming f-ck em
Fuck em, f-ck em, I'm screaming em
I got five Benzes
This is my
I'm screaming, "F-ck witness"
b!tch, I'm big business
I'm screaming em

2 : 2 Chainz]
Me gon hit my
Me gon hit my
What you know about in the Gucci store and they salute?
Chain cost a coupe, coupe a crib
with the chopper like it's my friend
This for real niggas only, I bail with Kobe
Got a in my garage that say, "Foreign only"
Forces pouring, on I'm touring
See my shit fire shit, and yo' shit boring
2 Chainz smoking like it's a newborn
Dad wasn't around, my father was Too Short
New Porsche up, two cups got juice in it
Two forks, two pipes, I could whip it
My is bow-legged, just do it like Bo Jackson
Every beat I'm toe-tagging, big as a Volkswagon
Money got me sagging, it doesn't matter
I run circles round these world like Saturn

Fuck em, f-ck em, I'm screaming em
F-ck em, em, I'm screaming f-ck em
all you haters
Watch me f-ck all b!tches
I got different Rollies
And they all mint

I'm screaming f-ck em, f-ck em, I'm f-ck em
Fuck em, f-ck em, I'm f-ck em
I got five different
This is my
I'm screaming, "F-ck witness"
Cause b!tch, I'm big
I'm f-ck em

[Verse 3 :
Black Foamposites, it's we on that outer shit
Riding five and I'm as dirty as them congressmen
Sixty-two, without no tint, roof of my new shit
Ironic sense, my drive increased, my see the profit
Yeah, word, you niggas, pay me though
Smoke that McGuire strong
Oakland ain't no basic
Shout-out to lady, a.k.a. MMG favorite ho
Tell that ass the way to go before I her where to go
No Canseco, and I'm lanes at one six oh
A trees fine, a police siren!
Woop woop, nah, that's just
And you cute, shorty, get low
On the low, I'mma that jazz
Jungle fever for the
or white, that's Anglo-Sax

Fuck em, f-ck em, I'm screaming em
F-ck em, f-ck em, I'm f-ck em
all you haters
Watch me all these b!tches
I got eight different
And they all mint

I'm screaming f-ck em, em, I'm screaming f-ck em
Fuck em, f-ck em, I'm f-ck em
I got five Benzes
This is my
I'm screaming, "F-ck witness"
Cause b!tch, I'm big
I'm f-ck em