Luyện nghe bài hát Supreme

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

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

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

me it's real
Tell me this is real,
How it feel?
How it feel?

Vici Liberace, I'm rich as a
Charm city get a whole city of brick
Through the wire we wetting niggas, set the shit on
My bitch I wanna 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 gang
them slipping, gave them a pass throwing pistols at surviving gang
Next time boss gotta turn his on 'em
Letting young boys on 'em
Facts, never find me with the look
Trapping little Davis, bitch, take me to the cakebook
Black bottles, boy, that's how our case of ace
chick, homie, hit homie on the Facebook
Damn, she hit homie on the Facebook

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

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

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

You when hanging with billion dollar niggas
One of the is getting to meet all these billion dollar bitches
I just met a bitch who gets jetlag
And spent 10 dollars on not her best bag
You that