Luyện nghe bài hát Big Wings

Fuck me, run and get hit up
We hit every block and we hit all men up
She do every squat and she do sit up
She dance everyday and she pick bit up
I work and I sip when I get up
You heard what I say, yeah, I sip I get up
And work everyday I'm a of a nigga
Smoke on that loud like yell at a nigga
Confidence high, I'm a arrogant
bitches do not want a regular nigga
My slime got them bricks estimates nigga
That's numbers and squares like a calendar
numbers and squares like a calendar nigga
None of you squares or you regular
'Cause shots from nowhere like pop, abracadabra nigga

I the clique up on everything
I put sip up in everything
You hit ya bitch up she came
She was with me up in
I hit ya up on everything
I two clips up in everything
I'm coming I'm up everything
I just my woman some Vera Wang
I bought myself Alexander Wang
I bought myself some new Louie frames
I got 'em prescribed 'cause I'm as fuck
Or is it that I don't wanna see you again
Got 'em
I got a
I got a
I got a
I up a clique up on everything
Tie my bitch up to the bed
Twenty-two five footer, Venus, 11 footer, Serena
Drink codeine like it's
My jalapeno
I come from Mars I come Viscida
out the womb I knew I was a leader
Who keeping score 'cause I 'em

And I got some really big wings, flyin' over New
I pull some big strings, my wingspan like Yao Ming
My eyes tight Yao Ming
I smoke some really big
I sip the sixteen
I sell a mill in
And still got really big
Yo bitch a big fiend
Yo a really big fan
But I ain't got no
I got no ceilings
I ain't got no
I got no ceilings

Man a high, on to be alive
I'm sippin'
And TMZ said I (Damn)
I run bitch-slappers
Your hate impact us
Our dick-grabbers
Your bitches
You just a camera
But we don't point at you
We point them at you
More bullets than hammer
We take the pineapple, we fill it with purp and we never
We take the Mac-11, we point that bitch right at your (Pow)
And world is mines
I'm gettin'
I'm lines (Sippin')
Oh we lean?
Oh we lean?
Oh you up?
Finna asleep
Look at the on me
Spent a hundred thou on it
And the game been me crazy
Over hundred miles on it (Damn)
she gonna lie for me
I say you lied to me
She tell me that's my
I say "bitch you just to me"
why I fuck 'em all
Still 'em all
the rubber off
'Cause they dogs, yeah
And to top it off, all the is off
And it's winter season, but the season's

And I got some big wings
I got a big regime
part of some really big schemes
I popped a really big beam
I just a really big beam
I rock some big bling
I sleep on big king
With a really queen
I sleep a really thick queen
On a really big
She know I pick screens
She I'm really big ting
She I'm doin' really big things
I should be really big scenes
On a really big
You see you had really big dreams
And a grind
I fuck her clit up on
I put sip up on everything
I put some sip up on
I put some sip up on

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