Luyện nghe bài hát Finals 2

(Maybach Music)

We them niggas at the park, we just ball
Sellin' dope to get a car and don't what it's called
Niggas foul but the referees get involved
the finals and my dogs came to take it all
2014 And them boys
I'm at the finals on the and that boy strapped
50 for the seat, bring the popcorn
Diamond chains and my million cross on
they tell me that these ain't the streets to floss on
I put bitch on my list, and it's not long
Runnin' down on niggas, they retract statement
I keep a bomb, I it like a compilation (Maybach Music)
All y'all claim to know me well
Top down, I got bitch's hair in a ponytail
She been to Tom Ford, nigga
So I double for that encore, nigga
Yayo out my pores, nigga
You should see me and them stars,
Rich niggas test drive
And double M, be the best ha (Maybach Music)
I let her count the cake up in my spot
Put all her photos in my laptop
We got a that we could never break
She wash her with Belaire, that pussy sweet as cake

Huh! My on another level
Huh! My money on another
Huh! She fuckin' ordinary
Your bitch be fuckin' niggas

I took a break to let these get their thing off
Now I seen the scenery, can't seem to get the
These hoes a throw, Stevenson and LeBron
I just let her below, in a she gon' be home
Isolate the offense, don't you hear me talkin'?
And you I watch more green
like floor season tickets in Boston
And we show off like Dolph Ziggler, let raw bitches get out
All I call is bad shit like I'm bashing Joe
And these ain't slick, sayin' you, is that you? Buyin' Jordans?
But we know their set, like a step
Them niggas nearly
So turn me up, I got it, me up, I got it
Thank God for this hip-hop 'cause on ESPN I it
You can see we keep our promise
I could beat up, up, no conscience
And ridin' with my feet up, my seat up,
Supreme up, my tee, and Moschino
Believe your female'll follow
eat up, or be out 'Cause we at the Finals
Swag champion, believe that, ring at the

Huh! My on another level
Huh! My on another level
Huh! She ordinary niggas
Your bitch be fuckin' niggas

I to let you pussy niggas eat
My chopper pussy kill and put you pussies in the
Say the major 'cause I wasn't made for industry
Sb be the realest so picture them killin' me
Let's get it, I got them same niggas with me
Silencers give you life but they make a difference
You play a witness, I heard you snitchin', you the hitter
Chanel and red bottoms, I'm bookin' tickets
My clip a 50, my money dirty, her pussy
You give her hickeys, I fuck her, duck her and to Ricky
My itchy, I coulda swore I just hit the lotto
Safe house in Cabo, my bitch related to Blanco
My blanket Morocco, my carpet is
It's never ordinary, don't confuse me humans
17 Fire, the fuck was you doin'?
Your bricks 30 apiece and 28 if you knew him

Huh! My money on another
Huh! My on another level
Huh! She ordinary niggas
Your bitch be fuckin' niggas

Limpin' like a pimp, out the gym
6 J's, every play's a win
Countin' cash in the huddle, blocka, from the muzzle
on a busta, beat your ass like a buzzer
Oh Lord, here the ball hogger
They call him Gunplay, call him Don Logan
He a livin' legend, keep the engine
And the firearm, bring the fire
Fuck Sterling, fuck him, fuck Donald Sterling
Fuck him, fuck Donald Sterling, screamin' Donald Sterling
Load the clips my clippers, tippin' all the strippers
They bitin' on my belt buckle, on the zippers
a foul line, like it's child time
Mmg, 305, our
Yayo, I'm like a Hannibal Lectors
Reppin' that shelter

Huh! My on another level
Huh! My money on another
Huh! She fuckin' ordinary
Your bitch be fuckin' niggas

Yeah reportin' live from a white
Caught hands with the base
My number one shooter got a face
Talkin' ladders, we don't tussle, we just cases
Montana, but I'm Tony Parker
Pop a hundred on, forest papa
Chasin' dead faces on the blue
fed cases, you need law paper
My money on planet
fishscale, got the whole salmon
Hop out, sound heavy metal
My on another level
You fuckin' niggas
Wash head Marbury, nigga

Huh! My money on another
Huh! My money on another
Huh! She fuckin' niggas (Maybach Music)
Your bitch be fuckin' ordinary

Huh! My money on level
Huh! My money on another
Huh! She ordinary niggas (Maybach Music)
Your bitch be ordinary niggas

Nigga gettin' bucks off of tellin' my
I come in the clutch
I'm like Ray at 40 (Maybach Music)
Hit the shot and I splash, smoke a blunt, I crash
I got a bad bitch who like to fuck after class
She study for finals, I the game
These niggas know me but his bitch screamin' my name
I be all the union feelin' just like Dwyane
Smokin' three pounds of the thunder, it go to the brain
Just know the Bulls been the shit, wait 'til D back
Niggas ain't playin', they commentatin' Shaq
Two mil' on the deal, pull my ring and I'm
And the team winnin', bitch look at the stacks
Open up, nigga, middle up
We don't a fuck, nigga
Stuntin' hard, I'm just get a buck, nigga
Milwaukee, walkie talkie, where you at, nigga?
I'm stacks, nigga

Huh! My on another level
Huh! My money on another
Huh! She fuckin' niggas
Your be fuckin' ordinary niggas

Pop champagne like I won a championship
I keep that powder on me, nigga, like Lebron
These niggas ordinary, Birdman,
Slam dunk a tickin' bitch, I'm out the Panamera
Killed him in the paint, I swear to God I got a
Ain't nothin' but bad bitches to on my itinerary
30 Shot'll have 'em like a patty
And my bitches lookin' like, fresh out pageants
Martin, ridin' rapid, woh
Drop top, choppers shootin' rampid, peel the leaf off of cabbage
I assist 'em with package when I pass it, fosho
I post up it like Bosh, defense
I got a bag full of them blocks, offense
Bitch I'm Ray Allen with shots
Cheerleaders, bitch I got a tour bus of thots
Team of heat, I'm talkin' Eric Spoelstra
Yeah bitch, Eric Spoelstra and a nigga up

Huh! My money on level
Huh! My money on level
Huh! She fuckin' ordinary (Maybach Music)
bitch be fuckin' ordinary niggas

Fuck Donald Sterling, fuck him, Donald Sterling
Fuck him, fuck Donald Sterling, screamin' fuck Sterling
Screamin' Donald Sterling, fuck him, fuck Donald Sterling
(Han) Donald Sterling, screamin' fuck Donald Sterling