Luyện nghe bài hát Taste

D.A

[Verse 1:
Slide on a pimp with my pinky rang
Lotta gang, lotta bitches, and a icy
Why you claim that you rich? That's a false
I be straight to the whip, no baggage
Whole lotta styles, can't pronounce the name
You got no style, see you on my Instagram
I be rockin' it it's fresh out the pan
Only I'm takin' pics, I'm the middleman
Walk, talk it like a boss, I just the hand
3 million cash, me rain man
Money like a shower, that's my rain
And we all in black, it's Gangland
Say the word, you be hangman
Watch me stick to your bitch like a tan
Aw, Mr. 'What Of Car He In?'
In the city love my name, I ain't gotta say it

Tyga]
Taste, taste, she can get a
Taste, taste, she can get a
Taste, taste, fuck what a say
It's all the same, like
Taste, taste, she can get a
Taste, taste, let you get a
Taste, taste, do you love the
Yeah that's cool but he ain't me

2: Tyga]
Lotta like me, niggas wanna fight me
get yo ass checked like a fuckin' Nike
Me not icey, unlikely
And she gon' suck me a fuckin' Hi-C
Aw, chains on the for the whole team
And I feel like with the ice cream
And my want the Fenty, not the Maybelline
I'm the black JB the way these bitches
Make these scream
Pretty thing
Like my A.E, say, yadadamean

[Chorus:
Taste, taste, she can get a
Taste, taste, she can get a
Taste, taste, fuck what a say
It's all the same, like
Taste, taste, she can get a
Taste, taste, let you get a
Taste, taste, do you the taste?
Yeah cool

[Verse 3:
(Offset)
Yeah, I'ma put the on the plate (drip, drip)
Diamond ice glacier, imitate (ice, ice)
Aye, aye feed me grapes Maybach with the (grape)
Slow pace in the Wraith, got this shit bae
Diamonds up to par, the hittin' hard (hard)
The Rari sit in park, I'm at it, on (Mars)
Shotgun shells, we gon' hit the target (blaow)
Popcorn shell poppin' out the cartridge (pop it)
3400 Nawfside, Barkley
4-8-8,
Make her get on top of me and me like a Harley
She wanna me company and never want depart me (no)
(Depart me) Yeah, fishtail in the lot (skrt, skrt)
I don't it with these niggas 'cause they talk about ya
And I got the fire, don't me spark it out ya
it in my back pocket like it's a wallet
Like the way she suck it, it like a Jolly (whoa)
Stack it up and put it with the whole (racks)
And she got the Patek on moccasin
I'm rich in real life, I get profit, copy

Tyga]
Taste, taste, she can get a
Taste, taste, let you get a
Taste, taste, do you the taste?
Yeah, that's cool, but he like me

Tyga]
Taste, taste, LA you can get a
Taste, taste, Miami you can get a
Taste, taste, Oakland you can get a
Taste, taste, New do you love the taste?
Taste, taste, you can get a taste
Taste, taste, you can get a taste
Taste, taste, you can get a taste
Taste, taste, overseas let them bitches
Taste, taste, she can get a
Taste, taste, she can get a
Taste, taste, do you the taste?
Taste, taste, worldwide they get a taste