Luyện nghe bài hát Diamonds Dancing

Smoking on strong, long, we don't reason
Probably my niggas, but my bitch Polynesian
Met this bad broad, she was curvy
out in the middle of the day I started early
Balling in the middle of the trap, we worried
finger up to the judge and I'm smirking
Bring your squad 'cause you know my gang me
Drop the top on the car, let the tints
Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, snatching
Michael Myers, Bates, Charles Manson
Commas, commas, commas, commas, cashing
We fight time and time and time and and time and time

I told my plug "You know I need
you when I get on
Yeah, uh
Two bricks, a beam and a phone
So I can a storm like I usually do"

Banging with my friends, nigga that's
Calico spit a Uzi do
be so hard to identify when you're
Hit up from your arms to your corns and bleeding
All my niggas of the corn like Stephen
King, I met this broad she was
Bitch started twerking when them whips start
money since 'Got Money'
And if you real you vouch for me
I need my Block Is Hot money
I ain't fucking with these pussies like got something
Trampoline with the work, I got the jumping

I told my plug "You what I need
you when I get on

Two bricks, a triple beam and a
So I can make a storm usually do"

Bad bitch on my arm my new lil boo
be so warm and it's Juicy Fruit
Trampoline on this dick, I got her jumping
Trampoline with the work, I got the jumping
Vaseline on a in case the cops coming
Trafficking the work in her bra for me
Wearing lingerie and heels the house for me
Wearing lingerie and heels the house for me
All these bitches try'na chill thaw out for me
Trampoline the work, I got the block jumping
Got the

We sipping that
We sipping that
We sipping that
We that dirty, you know

This Gat pointed at your nose,
That vest can't your soul, no
We sipping that dirty,
We doing them
Haven't heard from you
You left the kids by they
They haven't even heard you
We put wig on a shelf
We unstable,
We unstable,
Your be afraid of us
They even heard from you, now they gotta search for you
We unstable,
It ain't too good for you, too good for you
You're ungrateful,
That's why I label, yeah
I gotta live for myself,
I gotta give to myself,
Look at all the shit I gave you,
what I did for myself
I never hid myself
I ain't got no ceilings,
I ain't got no feelings for niggas, no
I don't no dealings with them niggas, no