Luyện nghe bài hát Supreme

I just left the New United States,
Somewhere in Georgia, 109 rooms
I saw 30 bitches and 30 rooms and I was on the wrong of the house

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

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

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

Liberace, I'm rich as a bitch
Charm city boys get a city of brick
Through the wire we niggas, set the shit on fire
My smiling I wanna bet, now we on Fisher Isle
Panamera with Tony Dribble, BK's full of
Made a on Martin Luther James every shooter
My niggas, we grew apart, they joined the gang
them slipping, gave them a pass throwing pistols at surviving gang
Next time boss gotta turn his on 'em
Letting boys bratt on 'em
Facts, never find me with the fake
Trapping little Davis, bitch, just take me to the
Black bottles, boy, that's how our case of ace
Your chick, homie, hit homie on the
Damn, she hit on the motherfucking Facebook

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

Clean Maybach, but it's filthy as
partitioning for the women, how busy we get
From the scotch, the large mop, bet the feel
It's all a and never wake me up until it's real
Duffle bags, that's for the homie when he coming
He told and he never used the telephone
He on and that nigga need a telephone
In a Rover and a real nigga got it for him

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

You know when hanging with billion niggas
One of the is getting to meet all these billion dollar bitches
I just met a bitch who gets jetlag
And spent 10 thousand dollars on not her bag
You that