Luyện nghe bài hát Diamonds Dancing

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

I told my plug "You what I need
you when I get on
Yeah, uh
Two bricks, a triple beam and a
So I can make a storm 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 children of the corn like
King, I met broad she was curvy
Bitch started twerking when them start urr-ing
Getting money since Money'
And if you real you could for me
I still need my Is Hot money
I ain't fucking with these like they got something
Trampoline the work, I got the block jumping

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

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

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

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

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