Luyện nghe bài hát Parlay

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I got dope! Bap!
Grand Hustle nigga (Hustle nigga!)
yeah yeah! Bap! (Hey! Hey!)
Get or die nigga (broke niggaz eat your heart out!)
G.D.O.D. (okay bruh)
Ay! Hey!

Yeah, ay never mind blahzay-blahzay, all we do is parlay
All we do is parlay, all we do is
Maserati riders, all we do is parlay
All we do is parlay, all we do is
We every day like Friday, all we do is parlay
All we do is parlay, all we do is
Just ask them hoes they about us, all we do is parlay
All we do is parlay, say all we do is

Got Maybachs on block and a watch, tanktop, two chains
Snapbacks and cargos; them racks I got
My flow sick, got parvo, my on retardo
A of G's when we ride hoe, we live no Apollo
Got strippers, got star hoes, we talk shit, spit
In mansions and condos, they to swallow dick
Fly G-4 to the West coast, palm trees poppin Dom P
With a hazel-eyed big blonde weave that got a jungle booty,
All I do is up, cake up, smear these bitches makeup
In them new Margiela flavors in Bay, Jamaica
Hundred chain, solitaire, no Pav
mind they blahzay-blahzay, all we do is parlay

Yeah, yeah,
Ay thug, got me leanin to my left, as hell
I be saggin a thug, buy a hoe the Louis belt
The whole clique, throwin ten, I can do by myself
My sound ground, they be alien and don't know it like live[?]
I get my cash straight out K truck, wanna try me
I'ma hit big cuz ASAP, he gon' the fever
it failin like it stay flake[?]
Nigga we'll get you well-done, and stay away, the with my kayfabe[?]
My stay where the lake stay, Benz seat where my ass stay
I'm makin plays on a good day and only on a bad day
My Red Bottoms say CL, Benz say CL
Sharp they two hill[?], oops, now we three hills[?] bitch!

Ay, all I do is parlay, I do the star way
I got bitches fuckin with me, sweeter than a parfait
Sell all of my at the other end of Parkway
try me and I'll make that chopper sing like a Bar-Kay
All I do is parlay, all I do is
I gettin money so I'm callin Target "Targt"
All of the bitches go our way, I'm these niggaz the bar way
You can't be a nigga they say is a dog unless they referrin to
Me and that Gucci part ways, bitch I be fresh as a fool (fool)
These are the in my forte, sometimes I be dressed in the cool (cool)
I know I be winnin suckers be constantly tryin to catch up with my mood (mood)
Sit back and watch while I up a notch, just [?] just what I do (do)