Luyện nghe bài hát Diamonds Dancing

Smoking on strong, money long, we don't
Probably my niggas, but my bitch Polynesian
Met bad little broad, she was curvy
Sipped out in the middle of the day I early
Balling in the of the trap, we ain't worried
Middle up to the judge and I'm smirking
Bring squad 'cause you know my gang with me
Drop the top on the car, let the tints
Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, snatching
Michael Myers, Bates, Charles Manson
Commas, commas, commas, commas, commas
We fight time and time and time and and time and time

I told my plug "You know I need
you when I get on
Yeah, uh
Two bricks, a beam and a phone
So I can make a storm I usually do"

with my friends, nigga that's Soo-woo
Calico like a Uzi do
You'll be so to identify when you're
Hit up from your arms to your corns and bleeding
All my niggas children of the like Stephen
King, I met this she was curvy
started twerking when them whips start urr-ing
Getting money since 'Got
And if you real you vouch for me
I still need my Is Hot money
I fucking with these pussies like they got something
Trampoline with the work, I got the jumping

I my plug "You know what I need
you when I get on

Two bricks, a beam and a phone
So I can make a storm usually do"

Bad bitch on my arm my new lil boo
Pussy be so and it's Juicy Fruit
Trampoline on this dick, I got her twat
with the work, I got the block jumping
Vaseline on a in case the cops coming
with the work in her bra for me
Wearing lingerie and 'round the house for me
Wearing and heels 'round the house for me
All these bitches try'na chill then out for me
Trampoline the work, I got the block jumping
Got the

We sipping that
We that dirty
We sipping that
We that dirty, you know

This Gat pointed at nose, nigga
vest can't save your soul, no
We that dirty, yeah
We them dirty
even heard from you
You the kids by they self
They haven't heard from you
We put your wig on a
We unstable,
We unstable,
Your mama be of us
They haven't heard from you, now they gotta search for you
We unstable,
It ain't looking too good for you, too for you
You're ungrateful,
why I switched label, yeah
I gotta live for myself,
I gotta to myself, yeah
Look at all the shit I gave you,
Look I did for myself
I never hid from
I got no ceilings, yeah
I ain't got no feelings for niggas, no
I don't want no dealings with niggas, no