Luyện nghe bài hát Flavor

Let me my shit, riding around gettin that paper
Treat your bitch like candy, fuck her now and
I flex I flex n stunt, shine on them haters
Your bitch seen all sauce, said, 'Can I some of your flavor?'

Oh, no, flavor
Can I have some of your
Oh, no, your
Can I some of your flavor?
Oh, no
Can I some of your flavor?
Oh, no
Can I have of your flavor?

up
You can have none of my
You can none of my paper
You can have of my linen
You have none of my gator
I'm these bricks and this shit is conducer
Designer, designer, my shit is
Flexing, I'm flexing, my rims are
I'm all up in Fifth, I'm in Pucci
a damn, I go up in Gucci
I'm on the molly, I'm smoking a
My future bands, they free like Boosie
They I'm a dog, they calling me Snoopy
The chopper, the scope, the riffle, I it
Knocking out like face it, I'm on it
My daughter was five, I a pony
I'mma stay, baloney
Yeah, etcetera, etcetera, is federal
You gonna medical
with lyrics you niggas is edible
Drizzle be rapping and snapping, I'm you
Let me keep my shit, Bruce Lee, nigga, up
She can't have none of my
And she can sauce none, I'mma her

Let me my shit, riding around in that paper
your bitch like keep, fuck her now and later
I that bitch, don't splurge, gotta shine on them haters
Your bitch seen all that sauce, said, 'Can I have of your flavor?'

Oh, no, flavor
Can I have of your flavor?
Oh, no, flavor
Can I have of your flavor?
Oh, no
Can I have some of your
Oh, no
Can I have of your flavor?

up, flavor, I'm impossible with it
Surgery, I'm a god with
Got the fitted
Hoes will be honest, popping and taking
to be broke and poverty stricken
Now I got about them boxes in the kitchen
That guy is not to be mentioned
Chauffer, the Phantom is not to be
All of this flavor is not to be
You got it, baby, buy me like paper
Bullets, the county, like aces
APM sharp, I'm pumping lady
You on the block, take out the baby
You know I'mma cut it, mix it with bacon
Soda, Cola, in Boca
Me and Fantasia had dinner with
Winfrey, Bentley, the semi
get wrong I tow him like jenny
Drunk as a I'mma do 'em like Remy
I'm more, the plural is in me
I run through crew like a bullet, don't tempt me
Got too many hoes so how you gonna me?
Let me my shit
up, bitch, hear me?

Let me keep my shit, riding in that paper
Treat your bitch like keep, her now and later
I taste bitch, don't splurge, gotta shine on them haters
Your bitch seen all that sauce, said, 'Can I have of your flavor?'

Oh, no, flavor
Can I have some of flavor?
Oh, no, your
Can I some of your flavor?
Oh, no
Can I have some of flavor?
Oh, no
Can I have some of your