Luyện nghe bài hát Supreme

I just left the New States, embassy
in Georgia, it's 109 rooms
I saw 30 bitches and 30 rooms and I was on the side of the house

Anytime me and Storch get together you gotta call us the Illuminati
Whenever you see the G it God and geometry
what the stencil for
I'mma tell you be with
Nah, I'm just fuckin' you
Aye, Scott, I'm fuckin' with you, baby
Yo

in the Ghost on the phone with jewlers
My new bitch out of D.C., call me Ricky the
Gotta my concentration while counting my stacks
I got eight car notes and just me a pack
On the beach, I'm up and down, jocking my ride
300 in this bitch, need a jockey inside
False floors for is how you should ride
to murder me while in mine so that's how I survived
My new deal with Def Jam set me for life
Want to chapel the BM, man, I'm just rolling the
Big numbers, I'm Wall, I'm balling tonight
joking, my sense of humor is like one of a kind
Got gangstas who on my line that'll blow out your mind
Got them gangstas who on my line blow out your mind
Got them gangstas who on my line that'll blow out your
Got them gangstas who on my line that'll blow out mind

Tell me it's
Tell me this is real,
How it feel?
How does it

Vici Liberace, I'm as a bitch
Charm city boys get a city of brick
Through the wire we wetting niggas, set the shit on
My bitch smiling I wanna bet, now we on Fisher
Panamera with Dribble, BK's full of paper
a killing on Martin Luther James every shooter
My niggas, we grew apart, they joined the gang
Caught them slipping, them a pass throwing pistols at surviving gang
Next time boss gotta his back on 'em
Letting young boys on 'em
Facts, find me with the fake look
Trapping little Davis, bitch, take me to the cakebook
Black bottles, boy, how our case of ace look
Your chick, homie, hit on the Facebook
Damn, she hit homie on the motherfucking

Tell me it's real, I know
How does it feel, yeah, how does it

Maybach, but it's filthy as shit
They partitioning for the women, how we get
the scotch, the large mop, bet the linking feel
It's all a dream and never me up until it's real
Duffle bags, for the homie when he coming home
He never told and he never used the
He on swole and that nigga a telephone
In a Range Rover and a nigga got it for him

You wanna know how it feel
I know, I bet it so real
Tell me it's real, I wanna
How does it feel, to be

You know when hanging with billion dollar
One of the perks is getting to meet all these dollar bitches
I just met a bitch who never gets
And spent 10 thousand on not her best bag
You underdig