Luyện nghe bài hát Shades

I'm so
Mack!
Dark ass shades, I see them haters
Now eat these bullets, dont forget to tip the waiter
I dont drink champagne, it make my stomach
Im on that Patron, fuck with me wrong and get murked
Got a on the gun, that bitch go pu
bitch go pu
that go pu
Got-Got a on the gun
that go pu
Got a ass swagga, my bitches do too
Verse 1: Maine
Uh, in this bitch, tell em hoes I'm about it
These sweet, a bunch of fucking brownies
The youre talking about, bitch Im a G like a thousand
Im on my one two, and bitch Im still
You niggas got problems, I got bigger problems
My guns all black, make me the nigga out 'em
You dont that, homie
Plus I got that pick-up on me, finger nina, she horny, you wont see tomorrow morning (Nigga)
We so fucking cold, money, money old
is full of choices and your bitch chose (Nigga)
Im so Holley Grove, f-fuck them niggas
And if the gun's strong I'll paint a fucking
Nigga You what Im on, a bag of that strong
You know where Im going,(Bitch)im going, going, gone!
Nigga holler at your boy, I-I dont a fuck
Got a silence on the gun, make me you niggas up
Mack!
Lil wayne
Dark ass shades, I cant see them
Now eat these fuckin bullets, dont forget to tip the
I dont champagne, it make my stomach hurt
Bitch Im on Patron, fuck with me wrong and get murked
Got a silencer on the gun, that go pu
bitch go pu
that go pu
a silencer on the gun
that go pu
Got a mean ass swagga, my do too
2: Birdman
Just a third world gangsta, been filthy, top
Hustler, caller
Kill 'em all, keep
Big mansions on the
Popping out the bottle
Spending cause winning
star, money, and power!
Hunting while we stunting (Bitch), hood rich
Built on some shit, bad bitch born rich
Chandelier (Shit), marble of bricks
water into wine, hit your set and paint that bitch

O-O-Out the Bentley them doves, stashes for the plug
Greeny red bottom, throwing hundreds in the
Bossing on the shine, we the running shit
Blood to blood-line, white black tints
Head light, red light, spend at the green light
Flash light, fast life, hit 'em for a price
Uptown life, living like we live it twice
Point aim (Nigga), give ah fuck about the price
[Hook] lil
Dark ass shades, I cant see haters
Now eat these fuckin bullets, dont to tip the waiter
I dont drink champagne, it my stomach hurt
Im on that Patron, fuck with me wrong and get murked
Got a silencer on the gun, bitch go pu
that go pu
bitch go pu
Got-Got a on the gun
that go pu
Got a mean ass swagga, my do too
Verse 3: Lil
Bitch Im from New
Rest in peace Shorty
And I come from
That bitch is wild as a
I go stupid, I go
The grass is greener in my
Swagger meaner the warden
Pow pow pow I ain't arguing, hah
Leave a nigga
If you go see the deacon
Got a silencer on the gun but them still speakin
Got a bitches tweaking
To me all of their secrets
And if I get in pussy
Im on her like graffiti
dead pita bread, you're a fed ass nigga
Im on my vampire, bloody red flag
Fuck with Lil Tunechi get your head smashed nigga
Hit you on the money call that dead cash nigga
And it's . time excellent waynes world
Party excellent Waynes world
im probably fucking another nigga girl
Party time excellent world
lil wayne
Dark ass shades, I cant see them
Now eat these fuckin bullets, dont to tip the waiter
I dont drink champagne, it make my hurt
Bitch Im on Patron, fuck with me wrong and get murked
Got a silencer on the gun, bitch go pu
bitch go pu
that go pu
a silencer on the gun
that go pu
Got a mean ass swagga, my do too