Luyện nghe bài hát Sin

Man, fuck all y'all (just wit' me)
Everything I do is for us (yeah, yeah)
Only us, none of y'all other niggas (I know none of can't tell)
on God (I'm in London, got my beat from London)

Ayy, ayy, I'm drippin'
The way that I drip this should be a sin
Ayy, ayy, divorce all my
I'm not a Migo, to trap out the Benz
Ayy, they me don't spend
I got the racks and I did it again
Ayy, I think she a
Plus she got red skin
Ayy, you don't got man, the sugars ripened so pour it on in
I went to school, got
I told her I some head, bobby pin
If the lil' kid got class, yeah we calling truancy
I ain't had no money to
I got my check and went paid off my rent

I poured a four from the clouds (gah-gah)
And my head float in them
I'm on the with big bro now (goddamn)
He me to keep Benz on the race
Until you see it this, I promise man you'd never think it exists
out a jet to the crib, I'm quick with the switch
Man we never miss, (gah-gah)
'Bout to turn up in the and back the fuck up
We ain't no pictures
See all the wings in the front, it's us, we had to the digits
See all those mamas blowing kisses, man
We had to all they wishes (gah)
got me spendin',
but I want some spendin' some out wit' some dealers, go

I'm Dior Sauvage
I'm higher than Scotty, they calling me
I got some vision,
it costs me six thousand, I'm washing it me
Money's the I'm sinning
Money's the reason I gotta Ritalin
You talking 'bout women
Just shut the up, yeah I'm taking ya plenty
I put Chanel on a belt buckle, of when my price is off
I keep a stick for my cover, got way girls than Hugh Hefner
Got the same name as the
But more than Ashley and her mother
Got a bag with full of sherbet, I'm 'bout to like a murder

Ayy, ayy, I'm again
The way that I drip shit should be a sin
Ayy, ayy, divorce all my
I'm not a Migo, 'bout to trap out the
Ayy, told me don't spend
I went got the racks and I did it
Ayy, I think she a
Plus she got red calamari
Ayy, you don't got man, the just ripened so pour it on in
I to school, got suspended
I her I want some head, bobby pin
If the kid don't got class, yeah we calling truancy
I ain't had no to spend
I got my first check and paid off my rent

Ooh, hop out the of the turn up,
all the cameras, I did it on purpose
She tryna act she perfect,
I see all the that you leave on the surface
She made me write all my verses in
She need all purses at Hermes
That's like 25 and we always on
a roll, man we working, let's go

Ay, bitch pour some Act,
got some brand new graffiti, it's going my back
I got Chanel slippers, Gucci panties, baby girl you can
I get Zanotti's a night,
I spent half a million on kids
I got Chanel slippers, Gucci panties, baby you can pick
I got so high, off the equator, I feel like Buzz Lightyear
I met a broad, skinny nails, and I was richer than ice cream
I had to grind without a rail, now all my got Nitron
Straight to Dubai, I feel like the mail, I was on a Global

I had to grind a rail, now all my cars got Nitron
to Dubai, I feel like the mail, I was on a Global Express
I'm in London, got my beat from