Luyện nghe bài hát No Flex Zone (Remix)

(Hook)
No flex zone, no zone
They know betta, they betta
No flex zone, no zone
They know betta, know betta

(Verse)
go deddle, and I go dizzle
I treat hoes special, now yo hoe jealous
hoes got 7, they 10s are betta
I'mma transetter, goldgetter
Attention err'body, I'm gettin' sick and of gettin' modest
I'm gettin' money, now they think I'm Illuminati
I'm the why they own a new Bugatti
I'm the one who give the to the game
Rap game, it will be the same
I done burf you niggas and then nervous you
I'm the why you eva had a name
I'm the one who runnin' in the south
You don't run a thing but yo mouth
Niggas talkin' terms till I pull up with the burn
Now the souls of yo house
Man, see me ride round the with the top down
Bad bitches all out of down
Turnt for a whole throat
And I'mma come and get it a rebound
Bust it one time like a
Ass in the air ya face down
All this money on the floor, all money on the table
It so much you would Floyd Mayround
Why the broke boys wanna flex?
Be the main ones, scare me with the
Niggas ball for a minute, bands on them bitches
Now they tryna car you collect
Howl, you's a fraud, nigga, I'm at yo
U a thot, bitch, you ain't no
a no flex zone, couple gold chains on
I like I just hit the lotto
Whole minute gone a foreign bitch tourin'
ya new shit, ah, bored
I'm in the studio, cookin' greatness
Take time, a lil bit of patience
I'm the one, no Neo with the
No flex, we the hood nation
These niggas wanna claim run it
trippin' like ya took a vacation
Shout to boy AC and my dawg
Where the lil project baby?
Dane gank I see ya no caracida
Lot of deal, deer with my Haitians

(Hook)
No flex zone, no flex
They know betta, they betta
No zone, no flex zone
They know better, they know
Won a medal
And a gold
I it so special
Now your ho
Freak Hoes, got
tens or better
I'm a
I'm a

(Verse)
Young niggas got get to the
Five chains so look at me funny
Showed up with the juice and the
Roll a seven time I shoot
She said why you so many condoms with you
I I'm a player to be honest with you
Hublot, (Whoo!) so
Mind you my crew behind me
Went shopping, could've bought an
Talking money when I'm with
Spilling on the red carpet
And I'm flyer a nigga on a hang glider
Four six seven chains on
stay in your lane ho
Don't you these A wangs
Don't you like these fangs?
You a known flexer
I'm a trendsetter
These they reckless
slick, they messy
Three hoes freak
On the loud, acapella
Chain clang like metal
Slim the haters, god bless em