Luyện nghe bài hát 2015 Flow

It's that Silicon Valley
I got that sun dance vision, nigga you know
Got damn, I got album of the year,
Three in, imagine how these wack rappers feel
been killin' niggas all year
Bill, me and them white names got somethin' in common
Bills, I got 'em, I've been at rich houses, been to rich hills
The homie got that Tommy, that's somethin' that he'll feel
Look though, been really off the though
My fam straight, my homies got money on books though
Lately my bitch been on me
I'm like Bitch I'm in the studio, let me cook
RJ shit, my homies is killin' shit
But I'm tryna convince 'em to be on some dealin' shit
I can't blame 'em cause their mamas, they don't give a
So I fronted them some work, 'em they can get rich
Get rich, get rich, get
I finally get it, hustle hard then get rich
Lately, I've been on some solo
Cortez, socks, I've been on my cholo shit
you keep trippin', I'ma let bygones be bygones
Walk up in the house with nines, I'm like Hi mom
But I'm right on my nigga shit
Like what, she fuckin' and suckin', she with the shit, let's flip bitch
Let's flip a pound, send it out of town, bust it down
And no respect for the hoes wasn't fuckin', but fuck it now
Bust it down, bust it down, it down
You can profit three thousand and five hundred dollars if you it down
Send me the plan, I'ma figure how to
My management hold up YG, I'm like, I ain't waitin' on you
It's two thousand and fifteen flow
Kill yourself if you ain't gettin'
Hold up, winning, keep winning, keep winning
You gotta speak it to existence, nigga, winning
said Dre made a billion
I'm like, shit, I can do it if he did it
Fuckin' on babymama
Her loose, her walls broke down, she ain't got no ceilings
They was like, YG you go there
I said, Bitch, I think I'm the Shocker, I got no limits
Fuck these niggas, ain't livin' what they talkin' 'bout
Even with a million dollars I'll still it out
Fuck these niggas, fuck these niggas, these niggas
They wasn't shootin' with me in the gym so these niggas
I'm Ruff Rydin', my dogs at?
Where them niggas that fuck bitches on their paws at?
two thousand and fifteen
On the front porch sellin' twenty for fifteen, nigga