Luyện nghe bài hát Black Beatles

Black in the city
Be immediately to confiscate the moneys
(Ear Drummers)
Rae Sremm, Guwop, WiLL!
I sent flowers, but you said you didn't 'em
But you you didn't need 'em

girl is a real crowd pleaser
Small world, all her know of me
Young bull livin' like an old
Quick release the cash, watch it fall
Frat girls still tryna get
mad for whatever reason
Smoke in the air, binge
They it when the DJ drops the needle

Getting so gone I'm not
in the world was I thinkin'?
New day, new to be made
There is nothin' to
I'm a black Beatle, cream seats in the Regal
Rockin' John Lennon lenses, like to see 'em eagle
Took a to the club and let her party on the table
Screamin', "Everybody's famous!"
clockwork, I blow it all
And get more
Get you that can do both
Beatles got the babes belly rollin'
She she love me, I think she trollin'

That girl is a crowd pleaser
Small world, all her friends of me
Young bull livin' an old geezer
Quick the cash, watch it fall slowly
Frat girls still get even
mad for whatever reason
Smoke in the air, binge
lose it when the DJ drops the needle

Came in with two girls, like strippers in their real clothes
A broke ho can point me to a rich ho
A yellow bitch with hair, a real weirdo
Black man, yellow Lamb', red go
They seen that Guwop and them just came in through the door
so much money on the floor we buyin' school clothes
Why you bring the machine to the club for?
Pint of lean, pound of weed, and a
I eurostep past a hater I'm Rondo
I your baby mama to a condo
Like Chapo servin' yayo to the
Black Beatle, club close I say so

That girl is a real crowd
world, all her friends know of me
Young bull livin' like an old
Quick release the cash, watch it slowly
Frat girls tryna get even
Haters mad for whatever
Smoke in the air, drinkin'
They lose it when the DJ drops the

She's a good teaser, and we reefer
Your like a work of art, baby
Don't fuck with me, I'll your heart, baby
D&G on me, I got a lot of
15 hundred on my feet, I'm kill these haters
I had haters I was broke, I'm rich, I still got haters
I had when I was broke, I'm rich, I'm still a player
I wear leather Gucci jackets it's still the 80s
I've been blowin' OG Kush, I feel a sedated
I can't worry about a broke nigga or a
Beatle, bitch, me and Paul McCartney related

That is a real crowd pleaser
Small world, all her know of me
Young bull livin' like an old
release the cash, watch it fall slowly
Frat girls still get even
Haters mad for reason
in the air, binge drinkin'
They lose it when the DJ drops the