Luyện nghe bài hát Stack On My Belt

Self-Made niggas man, you already
I remember we use to the coke dry
Now a nigga crib gotta a dock
MMG nigga, high tide sellers
D.C. air-force, are better, you already know nigga
All gold sky-dwellers, fly nigga
Bel Air sippin', Ciroc pissin', car dippin'
Young black millionaires nigga, we build the

I spend a stack on my belt, that's for you who watching
I gave a stack to my bitch, she the shit out the
Spend a stack on my belt, therefore you are stalking
A half a on the car, that's for you niggas who talking
Spend a on my belt, as if you think I was flogging
Spend a stack on my belt, and you could see my boxers
Spend a stack on my belt, that how I your deposits
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a stack on my belt, got bitches asking my name
Spend a on the belt, she like fuck how we came
R all in the front, ya'll niggas stay in your lane
Spend a stack on my belt, don't even ask 'bout the
Spend a on the belt, cause I knew she a wife
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Spend a stack on the belt, I got bitch on my mind
The is mine

I spend a stack on my belt, that's for you niggas who
I gave a stack to my bitch, she the shit out the
Spend a stack on my belt, therefore you are stalking
A half a mill on the car, that's for you who talking
Spend a on my belt, as if you think I was flogging
a stack on my belt, and you could still see my boxers
Spend a stack on my belt, that how I blew your
on the belt, double M this shit popping

Spend a stack on my belt, better these rappers to chill
Hold up that's Earlesman, more H and I be more ass for real
And I got mosquino, ya know that R.I.P. flow, go
That type of freak show, with three shows we don't need no more help
That Givenchy go for three, just me and the clique
I make these bitches suck on Cs, you make suck on there teeth, let's get it
Ralph, Klauph, meow, they bounce, we hit, at LIV, your bitch, her
Stack on the belt, just know that's to me
My soldiers in the 'ville, you WWE
Of course we CM punks faking, but we them slump shaking
Don't believe your cane stories, I leave ya'll undertaking
A stack on my belt, 250 my
Went from renting these mother-fuckers to 4 with no miles
I pray my souls is in tact, in the bulk of my rhyme
And when I hit that heat game I'm close to LeBron
I'm

I spend a stack on my belt, for you niggas who watching
I a stack to my bitch, she the shit out the project
Spend a stack on my belt, therefore you are stalking
A a mill on the car, that's for you niggas who talking
Spend a on my belt, as if you think I was flogging
Spend a stack on my belt, and you still see my boxers
Spend a stack on my belt, that how I blew your
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I'm the back, I'm swerving Maybach
I Versace my belt, I done my flag
Got a stack around my waist, keep my bitch on the
She goin' eat this head up, on this dick she feast
Time fuck with the pleats, my is packed
Red hoes in my stable, ya my is bad
She spent a stack on my belt, now she me father
Stingray giving mollies to models
I these strippers, Giuseppe's with zippers
Playing with the slab, niggas started with niggas
Rose on my wrist, rose gold on my shades
Spend a stack on my belt, 100 on my face

Spend a stack on my belt, so I could stunt when I
Get the mac off the shelf, keep these in line
a stack on my belt, 10 at the bar
Blow a mill on a whip, serving that raw
Spend a stack on the belt, my kind
Put 5 on his life, put 5 in his
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on the wall, born to kill niggas

on the belt, ho
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stack for the freak show, all I need is a ...
Double M, boy