Luyện nghe bài hát Supreme

I left the New United States, embassy
Somewhere in Georgia, 109 rooms
I saw 30 bitches and 30 rooms and I was on the wrong side of the

me and Scott Storch get together you gotta call us the Illuminati
Whenever you see the G it represents God and
That's what the for
tell you be with them
Nah, I'm just with you
Aye, Scott, I'm just with you, baby
Yo

Speeding in the Ghost on the phone jewlers
My new bitch out of D.C., call me the Ruler
Gotta gather my while counting my stacks
I got eight car and just lost me a pack
On the beach, I'm up and down, women my ride
300 horses in this bitch, a jockey inside
False for firearms is how you should ride
Tried to murder me while in mine so that's how I
My new deal with Def Jam set me for life
Want to the BM, man, I'm just rolling the dice
Big numbers, I'm John Wall, I'm balling
Just joking, my sense of humor is one of a kind
Got them gangstas who on my line that'll out your mind
Got them gangstas who on my line that'll blow out mind
Got them gangstas who on my line that'll blow out mind
Got them gangstas who on my line that'll out your mind

Tell me real
Tell me is real, baby
How does it
How it feel?

Vici Liberace, I'm as a bitch
Charm boys get a whole city of brick
Through the wire we niggas, set the shit on fire
My bitch I wanna bet, now we on Fisher Isle
Panamera with Tony Dribble, full of paper
Made a killing on Martin James every shooter
My niggas, we apart, they joined the rival gang
Caught them slipping, gave them a pass throwing at surviving gang
Next time boss gotta his back on 'em
Letting young bratt on 'em
Facts, never find me the fake look
Trapping little Davis, bitch, take me to the cakebook
bottles, boy, that's how our case of ace look
Your chick, homie, hit on the Facebook
Damn, she hit homie on the Facebook

Tell me it's real, I wanna
How does it feel, yeah, how does it

Clean Maybach, but it's filthy as
partitioning for the women, how busy we get
From the scotch, the large mop, bet the linking
It's all a dream and never wake me up until real
Duffle bags, that's for the homie when he home
He never and he never used the telephone
He on and that nigga need a telephone
In a Range and a real nigga got it for him

You wanna know how it feel
I know, I bet it so real
Tell me real, I wanna know
How it feel, to be supreme

You know when hanging with dollar niggas
One of the is getting to meet all these billion dollar bitches
I just met a who never gets jetlag
And 10 thousand dollars on not her best bag
You that