Luyện nghe bài hát Crocodile Python

Closest ones to me to see me in a box
Is it jealousy or am I by the gods
My son's mother don't know when or to start
All the years I known her, trick never had a job
Unemployed that'll get a depressed
But them other, boys she watched me kill 'em with finesse
I took a turn boy, pick up a book and learn
Have your ass in a church I end the verse
Rims on the got it looking hypnotic
Stuffing money in my pockets as you niggas
python, all my ice on
And nobody fucking with me while the mics on
She so ecstatic when I fuck her with the on
I feel the same when my niggas send the home

Damn, why they want to stick me for my
They want the to my fruit of labor
time I turn around
Lawsuits put a lean on a crown
Ten million was the last
wanna deal a nigga death or debt
They to own every thing I own
sends drones to survey my home
Suits designed to my wealth
Bloody 40 to protect myself

Cubans on my looking like a python
On the I'm the one they got their eyes on
Skip your name, now they want to know tax bracket
'em that you with me and the pussy's automatic
I dues in these streets
I gave so much I got nothing to lose in streets
Family me am I in Illuminati
Beat twenty cases John Gotti
White man fear a with a free mind
And if you disagree tell him that he can mine
Took my Rolex and me an ankle monitor
So many angles these haters'll start up
Renounced my citizenship and moved to
Couple tax breaks all offshore

Damn, why they to stick me for my paper?
They the deeds to my fruit of labor
Every I turn around
Lawsuits put a lean on a crown
Ten million was the check
Devil wanna deal a nigga or debt
They want to own every I own
They sends drones to survey my
designed to protect my wealth
Bloody 40 to protect myself

She in love with the flow, such a beautiful stroke
Fascinated allegation grams of that coke
Roll with 25 and knew his social number
for that Gucci belt to go up under
Black pride, see it in my eyes
Fayette prosecutor want to take a nigga house
So much disdain for the
Clan rally swang from them oak trees
Wood in the Wraith on the skinny tires
python seats on the carbon fiber
Hot boy, box in the gas tank
Man of leisure to the top I the staircase

(Maybach Music)

Damn, why want to stick me for my paper?
They want the deeds to my of labor
Every time I around
Lawsuits put a lean on a king
Ten was the last check
wanna deal a nigga death or debt
They to own every thing I own
They sends drones to survey my
Suits designed to protect my
Bloody Glock 40 to protect