Luyện nghe bài hát Supreme

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

Anytime me and Scott get together you gotta call us the Illuminati
Whenever you see the G it represents God and
what the stencil for
I'mma tell you be with
Nah, I'm just fuckin' you
Aye, Scott, I'm just fuckin' with you,
Yo

in the Ghost on the phone with jewlers
My new bitch out of D.C., call me Ricky the
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 bitch, need a jockey inside
floors for firearms is how you should ride
Tried to murder me while in mine so how I survived
My new deal with Def Jam just set me for
to chapel the BM, man, I'm just rolling the dice
Big numbers, I'm John Wall, I'm balling
Just joking, my sense of is like one of a kind
Got them who on my line that'll blow out your mind
Got them gangstas who on my line that'll blow out mind
Got them gangstas who on my line blow out your mind
Got gangstas who on my line that'll blow out your mind

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

Vici Liberace, I'm as a bitch
Charm city boys get a city of brick
Through the wire we wetting niggas, set the shit on
My bitch smiling I wanna bet, now we on Isle
Panamera with Tony Dribble, BK's full of
Made a killing on Luther James every shooter
My niggas, we grew apart, they the rival gang
them slipping, gave them a pass throwing pistols at surviving gang
Next boss gotta turn his back on 'em
Letting boys bratt on 'em
Facts, never me with the fake look
little Davis, bitch, just take me to the cakebook
Black bottles, boy, that's how our of ace look
chick, homie, hit homie on the Facebook
Damn, she hit homie on the Facebook

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

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

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

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