Luyện nghe bài hát Taste

D.A

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

Tyga]
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 the taste?
that's cool but he ain't like me

[Verse 2:
Lotta girls like me, niggas wanna me
get yo ass checked like a fuckin' Nike
Me not icey, that's
And she gon' suck me like a Hi-C
Aw, chains on the neck for the whole
And I feel like Gucci with the ice
And my want the Fenty, not the Maybelline
I'm the black JB the way these bitches
Make these scream
Pretty thing
Like my nigga A.E, say,

[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 the taste?
Yeah that's

3: Offset]
(Offset)
Yeah, I'ma put the on the plate (drip, drip)
Diamond ice glacier, imitate (ice, ice)
Aye, aye me grapes Maybach with the drac' (grape)
Slow pace in the Wraith, got this shit bae
Diamonds up to par, the cookie hard (hard)
The sit in park, I'm at it, on Mars (Mars)
shells, we gon' always hit the target (blaow)
Popcorn bitch poppin' out the cartridge (pop it)
Nawfside, Charles Barkley
4-8-8,
Make her get on top of me and ride me a Harley
She wanna me company and never want depart me (no)
(Depart me) Yeah, in the parking lot (skrt, skrt)
I kick it with these niggas 'cause they talk about ya
And I got the fire, make me spark it out ya
Keep it in my back pocket it's a wallet
Like the way she suck it, suck it like a (whoa)
Stack it up and put it with the whole (racks)
And she got the on water moccasin
I'm rich in life, I get that profit, copy

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

[Outro:
Taste, taste, LA you can get a
Taste, taste, you can get a taste
Taste, taste, you can get a taste
Taste, taste, New do you love the taste?
Taste, taste, you can get a taste
Taste, taste, you can get a taste
Taste, taste, Portland you can get a
Taste, taste, overseas let bitches taste
Taste, taste, she can get a
Taste, taste, she can get a
Taste, taste, do you love the
Taste, taste, they gon' get a taste