Luyện nghe bài hát Crocodile Python

Closest to me want to see me in a box
Is it jealousy or am I by the gods
My son's mother know when or where to start
All the years that I known her, never had a job
Unemployed that'll get a bitch
But unlike them other, boys she watched me kill 'em finesse
I a turn pussy boy, pick up a book and learn
Have your ass in a before I end the verse
Rims on the whip got it looking
Stuffing money in my pockets as you niggas
python, all my ice on
And ain't nobody fucking with me the mics on
She so when I fuck her with the lights on
I feel the same when my niggas the kites home

Damn, why they want to me for my paper?
They want the deeds to my fruit of
Every time I around
Lawsuits put a lean on a crown
Ten million was the last
Devil deal a nigga death or debt
They want to own every I own
They sends drones to my home
Suits to protect my wealth
Bloody 40 to protect myself

Cubans on my neck like a python
On the couches I'm the one they got eyes on
Skip name, now they want to know your tax bracket
Tell 'em that you with me and the pussy's
I dues in these streets
I gave so much I got nothing to in these streets
asked me am I in Illuminati
Beat cases like John Gotti
man fear a nigga with a free mind
And if you disagree him that he can free mine
Took my Rolex and gave me an monitor
So many angles these haters'll start up
Renounced my citizenship and moved to
Couple tax breaks all offshore

Damn, why they want to me for my paper?
They want the to my fruit of labor
Every time I around
Lawsuits put a lean on a crown
Ten was the last check
Devil wanna a nigga death or debt
They to own every thing I own
They sends drones to survey my
Suits to protect my wealth
Glock 40 to protect myself

She fell in with the flow, such a beautiful stroke
allegation kilo grams of that coke
Roll with 25 and never his social number
Mac-11 for that Gucci to go up under
Black man's pride, see it in my
county prosecutor want to take a nigga house
So much for the police
Clan niggas swang from them oak trees
Wood in the Wraith on the skinny tires
Crocodile python seats on the fiber
Hot boy, box in the gas tank
Man of leisure to the top I took the

(Maybach Music)

Damn, why want to stick me for my paper?
They want the to my fruit of labor
time I turn around
Lawsuits put a lean on a king
Ten million was the last
wanna deal a nigga death or debt
They want to own thing I own
They sends drones to my home
designed to protect my wealth
Bloody Glock 40 to protect