Luyện nghe bài hát Taste

D.A

[Verse 1:
Slide on a game with my pinky rang
Lotta gang, bitches, and a icy chain
Why you claim that you rich? a false claim
I be to the whip, no baggage claim
Whole lotta styles, can't even pronounce the
You ain't got no style, see you on my
I be rockin' it like it's out the pan
Only when I'm pics, I'm the middleman
Walk, talk it like a boss, I just the hand
3 cash, call me rain man
Money a shower, that's my rain dance
And we all in black, it's Gangland
Say the word, you be hangman
me stick to your bitch like a spray tan
Aw, Mr. Kind Of Car He In?'
In the city love my name, nigga I ain't say it

[Chorus:
Taste, taste, she can get a
Taste, taste, she can get a
Taste, taste, what a nigga say
It's all the same, like
Taste, taste, she can get a
Taste, taste, let you get a
Taste, taste, do you love the
Yeah that's cool but he like me

2: Tyga]
Lotta girls like me, wanna fight me
Nigga get yo ass checked like a fuckin'
Me not icey, unlikely
And she gon' suck me a fuckin' Hi-C
Aw, on the neck for the whole team
And I feel like Gucci with the ice
And my want the Fenty, not the Maybelline
I'm the JB the way these bitches scream
Make these scream
Pretty little
my nigga A.E, say, yadadamean

[Chorus:
Taste, taste, she can get a
Taste, taste, she can get a
Taste, taste, fuck what a say
It's all the same, Mary-Kate
Taste, taste, she can get a
Taste, taste, let you get a
Taste, taste, do you the taste?
that's cool

[Verse 3:
(Offset)
Yeah, I'ma put the drip on the (drip, drip)
ice glacier, niggas imitate (ice, ice)
Aye, aye feed me grapes Maybach the drac' (grape)
pace in the Wraith, got this shit from bae
Diamonds up to par, the hittin' hard (hard)
The Rari sit in park, I'm at it, on (Mars)
Shotgun shells, we gon' hit the target (blaow)
Popcorn bitch poppin' out the cartridge (pop it)
3400 Nawfside, Charles
4-8-8,
Make her get on top of me and me like a Harley
She wanna keep me and never want depart me (no)
(Depart me) Yeah, in the parking lot (skrt, skrt)
I don't it with these niggas 'cause they talk about ya
And I got the fire, don't make me it out ya
Keep it in my pocket like it's a wallet
Like the way she suck it, it like a Jolly (whoa)
it up and put it with the whole project (racks)
And she got the Patek on water
I'm in real life, I get that profit, copy

Tyga]
Taste, taste, she can get a
Taste, taste, let you get a
Taste, taste, do you the taste?
Yeah, cool, but he ain't like me

[Outro:
Taste, taste, LA you can get a
Taste, taste, Miami you can get a
Taste, taste, Oakland you can get a
Taste, taste, New York do you love the
Taste, taste, you can get a taste
Taste, taste, you can get a taste
Taste, taste, you can get a taste
Taste, taste, overseas let bitches taste
Taste, taste, she can get a
Taste, taste, she can get a
Taste, taste, do you the taste?
Taste, taste, worldwide gon' get a taste