Luyện nghe bài hát Supreme

I just left the New United States,
Somewhere in Georgia, 109 rooms
I saw 30 bitches and 30 rooms and I was on the side of the house

Anytime me and Scott Storch get you gotta call us the Illuminati
Whenever you see the G it God and geometry
That's the stencil for
I'mma you be with them
Nah, I'm fuckin' with you
Aye, Scott, I'm fuckin' with you, baby
Yo

Speeding in the Ghost on the with jewlers
My new out of D.C., call me Ricky the Ruler
Gotta my concentration while counting my stacks
I got eight car notes and just me a pack
On the beach, I'm up and down, jocking my ride
300 in this bitch, need a jockey inside
False floors for firearms is how you should
Tried to me while in mine so that's how I survived
My new with Def Jam just set me for life
to chapel the BM, man, I'm just rolling the dice
Big numbers, I'm John Wall, I'm balling
Just joking, my sense of humor is like one of a
Got them who on my line that'll blow out your mind
Got them gangstas who on my that'll blow out your mind
Got gangstas who on my line that'll blow out your mind
Got them gangstas who on my line that'll out your mind

Tell me it's
me this is real, baby
How does it
How does it

Liberace, I'm rich as a bitch
Charm city boys get a city of brick
Through the wire we wetting niggas, set the shit on
My bitch smiling I bet, now we on Fisher Isle
Panamera Tony Dribble, BK's full of paper
Made a killing on Luther James every shooter
My niggas, we grew apart, they joined the rival
Caught them slipping, gave them a pass throwing at surviving gang
Next boss gotta turn his back on 'em
Letting young boys on 'em
Facts, never find me with the fake
Trapping little Davis, bitch, just me to the cakebook
Black bottles, boy, that's how our case of ace
Your chick, homie, hit homie on the
Damn, she hit homie on the motherfucking

me it's real, I wanna know
How it feel, yeah, how does it feel?

Clean Maybach, but it's as shit
partitioning for the women, how busy we get
From the scotch, the mop, bet the linking feel
It's all a dream and never wake me up it's real
bags, that's for the homie when he coming home
He never told and he never used the
He on swole and that nigga need a
In a Range Rover and a real got it for him

You know how does it feel
I know, I bet it feel so
Tell me it's real, I wanna
How it feel, to be supreme

You know when hanging billion dollar niggas
One of the perks is to meet all these billion dollar bitches
I just met a bitch who never jetlag
And spent 10 thousand dollars on not her bag
You underdig