Luyện nghe bài hát Lil Bitch

All my clutchin'
All my two cuppin'
All my niggas rappin' Trap, all got two phone numbers
Real one day one, and all my niggas could vouch for me
None of my niggas lackin' Mac, and all my countin' money

Yeah, pull up, on me
Bad bitch on me
The purple drank on me
Don't wet me up, just put a on me
Thank you homie, but I yo homie
Diamonds blingin' they blinkin' on me
All about the Ben Franklins homie, can't even get an Abe Lincoln from me
Thankin' normally, I thankin' normally
New Orleans, guns bangin', homie
These lil' niggas is retarded, puttin' testimony over
All these niggas sanct a homie
Bitches tryna put on me
Feds tryna put sanctions on me, doctor do maintenance on me
Guess that's why I take meds on 'em, poppin', sippin', bed on 'em
New Ferrari, no head on it, new coffin, you bled on it
These New no competition
Top of the charts, no top of the
That ain't art, nigga, the pencil
She drop the drawers, I never the pistol
But I drop the clip, and pull out a new
I'm not 'bout that lip, bap-bap, no body
And you see the flag, red as a bitch
You see the swag, I'm and lit
My pops had 'em bricks, yeah, wall
My slime got sticks, and I can do tricks, yeah
and Malibu mix
Yeah, just met her dad, her mom a kiss
When she turned her back, I holla'd at sis,
out lil' bro, I fly G4
My slimes say I'm brazy, I used to talk to at
I tell that it's mine, I tell her one day you be
I tell her from you be mine, I was locked up, I stayed for that nine
You know I'm straight off the top
She knew I cum on her top
She know I want no five children
I'm not a player, I fuck a lot
Bitch, is you or not?
These niggas is the thots
I still got white in my sock, it's white as my sock, they're white and all snot
I know I can be everybody, so I prepared for
We wavin' that thing at body, we cravin' to catch us a body!
Look at the watch on my friend, say to my lil' friend!
My chopper do any day now, bap-bap, that bitch said "twins", Lord!
You run your mouth like a marathon, I just run out of styrofoams
The CI that's me testosterone, now she got her legs on my collarbone
All on my neck like a
I had to sit down with Bizzy
I had to sit down with Tity Boi, and told him how I'mma just kill his song
not a remix, it's just me, on my comeback and shit
I deserve out a brick, put it on the scale, it come back six
It come thirty six, and that's when we whip, we master the wrist
Then when it flip, then after it flip, that's when it flip
You know what it's when the feeling gone, I know what that's like when the ceiling gone
I know that's like when the ceiling gone
I what that's like when the ceiling gone
One time,
My got hitched, no influence on me, yeah, no influence
I don't know my dad, and my momma is
You see the red flag, but my a Crip
Damn! Watch that ho, pew! I fly G4
Uh, you got your bag at the airport, damn
I'm in LA, stuntin' on
Stuntin' on them hoes in them Yeezy's, Jeremy Scott's and Shelltoes, okay
I think I'mma need a check for shouting out like that, yeah
No Ceilings!