Luyện nghe bài hát Burn

God (Yea)
Oh God, Boi, (Yea)
G.O.O.D. (MMG, Nigga)

Chain all V.S. I ain't the B.S
Catch me in city riding hard through the B.X
Skinny but I do it Large like a 3X
The nigga tried to do me wrong umm he checked
Right back to that money O's in the P.Jects
Or prolly catchin mileage while the pilot steer the
Cause we and we flex like

90PX, working all night no or a recess
Vroom vroom yeah I know my car like a T-Rex
Bitch, I'm 23 old and I ain't riding in a Prius
My cousin finished can't believe he graduated
him 20,000 dollars told his ass congratulations
Cause me, I wasn't made for shit
But I probably hire him and who all paid for his shit
And to all the hoes that was I pray to God that you see me
I'm on a yacht getting hella' high smoking good seaweed
Bad in her cha-cha grabbing on her chi-chi's
dollar deals on my email you mad as hell you ain't CC'ed
Chain all V.S. bitch you knows it's B.S. boy I run my

End of story, P.S
All white Maybach they packed
Y'all was slackin' 'member the hard nights we trappin'
And they say a game of chess you can play checkers all on my jacket
Cause it's Damier and we away on y'all big rappers
I say yeah nigga I murder that Panamera inserted
Niggas say they beef well where the fuck is my burger at?
I got white was serving that I to jail I ain't going back
I oop your bitch off that backboard she throw it back
I slam dunk in that pussy, Griffin'd yo ho, nigga
with Ricky Ross my chain rock like I know Jigga
Thats I do ho, shout out to my new ho
That pussy pink Nuvo and I dog that Cujo

Niggas wanna talk what they say (gon' say)
I hit the til that motherfucker break (til it break)
bitches love the money I make
And to like this you motherfuckers gotta pay
So let that burn
Let shit burn I'mma let that shit burn let that shit burn (burn, gasoline)
The roof on fire I'm gettin' higher
50 racks all in my I want bottles I'mma let that shit burn

Bitch I had one shot and I ain't it
Riding til the fall off and they tow it
I got green on top of green damn its looking like I it
D-Town the hood me like a king cobra

Burn I let it burn bitch
My money straighter than a perm bitch
No navigation you can see it is my turn (swerv, swerv)
Shorty give me all that brain still never learned shit

Oh that's your girl? Damn you ain't learn shit
She in my studio I'm on that Howard Stern shit
I swear that mac 10 is my barbell, Famous the cartel
Hit your girl in my whip and now that pussy got the new car
Same shit day I ain't broke no more it's a different day
Don't turn me down I got shit to say my purp strong like lifting weights
It's Sean Don sippin' Chandon I got a bad bitch them pom pom's
My Rollie don't tick-tock your sound like a time bomb, boom, lil' bitch