Luyện nghe bài hát My Collection

I've been in the stu late, workin', no
If we never speak again, I'm glad I got to tell you truth
Ain't count em'
You wanna to paradise?
of fact, you wanna come to Pluto?

She told me she was an
She fucked two rappers and three
She got a few on speed dial
I'm tryna get the case dismissed I see trial
And these codeine ain't got nothin' to do with my lil' child
No codeine ain't got nothin' to do with my lil' child
I used to dope at my grandma's house, as a rude child
All these on, fuckin' with my mood, wild
And these chains back and forth, they too loud
They know damn this wasn't promised
I know damn this must be promised
Left pair of Margielas at the condo
Technically I packed up and leave
Left 80 racks in the dresser, you can
And I got this bad ting at
I cooked it up and then I went
My baby push a Range Rover
Had to make I got it fully loaded
Can't be the one and you get exposed
If you the one, then God will let me
But at the time, I like to vibe with one
I'm paranoid, I gotta ride one
And I had to 'splain to her night
Had to send this one freak on the last
Had to send this one on the last flight

Won't get a response from me, no confessions
Before I tell a lie, won't you nothin'
Any time I got you, you my possession
if I hit you once, you part of my collection
Even if I hit you once, you of my collection
Even if I hit you once, you part of my

Standin' on black socks, me at the yacht dock
Icin' out the clock, watch, bitches on my
Yeah, maybe it's the drop,
We get in our feelings,
I know how you would feel about if I ain't have millions, yeah
I'm with you, I hope you hear me, yeah
Keep my promise, take my love you everywhere
And hell no it ain't about no rights
But if it was, shit I got it
on a hardtop Bugatti
She told me she was an
She two rappers and three singers
I'ma it genuine and tell the truth to you
I got this joint, she what to do with me
And right now I don't know what to do you
I don't wanna sound I'm bein' rude with you
She a red eye, leavin' L.A
I gave her to the valet
And I had to tell her Miami
she came with no panty

Won't get a response from me, no confessions
Before I tell a lie, won't you nothin'
Any I got you, girl you my possession
if I hit you once, you part of my collection
Even if I hit you once, you part of my
Even if I hit you once, you of my collection