Luyện nghe bài hát Taste

D.A

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

Tyga]
Taste, taste, she can get a
Taste, taste, she can get a
Taste, taste, fuck what a 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 cool but he ain't me

2: Tyga]
Lotta like me, niggas wanna fight me
Nigga get yo ass checked like a Nike
Me not icey, that's
And she gon' suck me like a fuckin'
Aw, chains on the neck for the team
And I feel like Gucci the ice cream
And my want the Fenty, not the Maybelline
I'm the black JB the way these scream
these bitches scream
Pretty little
Like my 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, like
Taste, taste, she can get a
Taste, taste, let you get a
Taste, taste, do you love the
that's cool

[Verse 3:
(Offset)
Yeah, put the drip on the plate (drip, drip)
ice glacier, niggas imitate (ice, ice)
Aye, aye me grapes Maybach with the drac' (grape)
Slow in the Wraith, got this shit from bae
up to par, the cookie hittin' hard (hard)
The Rari sit in park, I'm at it, on (Mars)
Shotgun shells, we gon' always hit the (blaow)
Popcorn bitch shell out the cartridge (pop it)
Nawfside, Charles Barkley
4-8-8,
Make her get on top of me and me like a Harley
She wanna me company and never want depart me (no)
(Depart me) Yeah, fishtail in the lot (skrt, skrt)
I don't kick it with these niggas 'cause they about ya
And I got the fire, make me spark it out ya
Keep it in my back like it's a wallet
Like the way she suck it, suck it like a (whoa)
Stack it up and put it the whole project (racks)
And she got the on water moccasin
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 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 York do you love the
Taste, taste, Chi-Town you can get a
Taste, taste, you can get a taste
Taste, taste, you can get a taste
Taste, taste, let them bitches taste
Taste, taste, she can get a
Taste, taste, she can get a
Taste, taste, do you the taste?
Taste, taste, worldwide they gon' get a