Luyện nghe bài hát Switch Styles Reloaded

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I'm the of the ballers
My is to go get it
You getting money in the city, I make yo my business
I got on the doe
I call it Dennis the
You goin get greet with a smile, and get send straight to the
Put them on the candy I call it quenchin the thirst
Pop my car in driveway, you'll think I send ya desert
I cooked up some fruit the way the orange is burnt
I'm talking bout my Excursion my rims done already
That means I got miles on it call me when y'all want it
I turn on Navigation then enter in my opponent
Sound like that old Koopa, but how that boy thrown it
That it already throwed if you see that I'm on it
at the lot I own it, and under that I bury ya
Got a coffin delivery let me call my
And I ain't even heard of ya, my is thirtier
A room looking striaght outta Gallery Furniture
I will a murderer I don't worry with worriers
I get further and further ya my whip look perverted, huh
Top taking off with that lady inserted her
Sexy frame on the fender, get my doe like a burglar
Believe that I hurt you, you know the is purple
The TV screens in the goin hit the scene like it's Urkel
You to keep on falling but I'm a keep on ballin'
The groupies like bill cause they just keep on calling
With all these car-loving I feel like 007
Can they just your car, shut the F up and go get em
I leave em stiff as a denim, I decorate em
I'm a leave em as a doe, and lay em out like a flo
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I pull up on em with the rag top
Hit that button on the dash it close (till it close)
The try'na pull my candy thang over
But my hitting somewhere by the flow (by the flow)
Oh, I'm that money and you know it
And I'll probably go and it on some jewels (on some jewels)
And you know this is true got me confused
I won't go broke I'm nothing you

Styles
Ay, stop talking bout you finna do
You goin get the doe go get the doe
I'm a ball all the way till I'm
And spend all my doe on mo
Cause I'm way cooler you dudes
And I'm way than you fools
Yes the paint, then yes the
I got a new whip I call it Clues
I'm the baddest rapper in the southern
the hardest rapper out the forty-fo
You don't wanna be the one to go
Cause I ya roll and you know it bro
and I brought some doe
You already know I don't
And if a hater try'na my doe
Then I'll his face with my Converse
last and then bomb first
Like I'm having Fetti
power and fame cool but you get em all and you out a deli
Don't ever beg I feel that is
I don't wear J's I leave that to
You ain't even trash yet
But I'll raise your mind and I'm mad