Luyện nghe bài hát Bitches

I know why you mad, nigga,
I why you mad, nigga
Jahlil Beats, at me!

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Uh, I my neck like "bling"
My wrist "blau"
These niggas jacking my flows and my style
You sounding so old, I'm looking like now
I'm 'bout to cop a Bugatti, these like "How"?
'Cuz I'm and I get it
P on my fitted
knockin', who is it?
My money come them bitches
'Cause bitches don't with money
be looking funny
My account full of commas, and my pockets be full of hundreds
Bounce with me, smoke an ounce me
That nigga sellin' bricks? Tell him bring a house it
My nigga like a receiver, run a route with it
He show you how to get it in and move it out it
I say, all my niggas talk
My dawgs rap
I'm the one spittin', my dawgs sell crack
Say, y'all talking that shit, oh I be in that
Riding around that Mac, whoa

I'm gettin' money, I'm hoes
I got a hoe that be on that fucking
And she be on that fuckin'
And that mean that she [?]

I like bitches and money, I money and bitches
she famous, we fuckin, but it ain't none of yo business
All these niggas be hatin', I don't fuck with niggas
I let them niggas hating, I keep on fucking they bitches, wassup