Luyện nghe bài hát 5 Star

[Intro: Minaj]


Young

[Verse 1: Minaj]
I smokin' gas, killin' bitches
Man, I feel just a gang-star
Cover up my face a ninja
In Alexander Wang scarf
drop a bag, they gon' pull up
And then they gon' let them off
I ain't up my hairstyle
But my niggas let it off
and Addies, lookin' for a fuck I could give
All these hatin' bitches plottin', why they let me live?
Me and in LIV
When my album drop these is gon' cry in the car
All your yes-men out here lyin', had you to spar
You was too hard
I'm out here livin' though, I am out here though
Me and Tunechi though
out here twinnin' though
I am on my though
I am just so
Bands, I go get it
on his pedestal
A lot of shit, a whole lot of gang shit
All plaques is pilin' up, it's nowhere to hang shit
These bitches though
Pushed them out my though
Niggas want my cookie
'Cause it like cookie dough
Smoke, I got a free
sick, get a Z-pak
Niggas don't my race when they say she blacked
I am the (Facts)
I'm everything she
Bitch get on kneecap
I don't C. Kaep'
I'll get you checked, pussy; I'll get you a pap
You bitches don't ball out, you get QB sacked
I'm OBJ, hoes; records like ankles
I've been that since ice cream with the sprinkles
'em carry on, they gon' miss me when I'm gone
I'm

Lil Wayne]
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
I just fucked like five hoes in my
Got 'em feelin' like five star
Your hoes throwin' fits, my patient
Man, I feel just a doctor
Pop some X with my exotic
She start cryin' and her job hard
Switch her out, put her in a Mercedes
Now she Rest In Peace to Honda

[Verse 2: Lil
on her navel, lick it so my tongue can go HAM
Put my face up in her pussy and my in her ass
her do the jumpman, ayy
I put her face in the pillow, 'bout to smother her ass
A fly yellow bone to me, I her to come get a tan
Now she pecan
Oh, I got a Draco in the
An in the toaster
A in the chocha
The doing yoga
And I wake up, the Folgers
I don't know how I up
'Cause I was in a
But now I'm in the
Wearing high socks on the front
Two with the mud flowin'
The plug charge me nothin' for it
I tears of fuckin' joy
LVs on my luggage, boy
ask me where I'm fuckin' goin'
I pull up my skaters
Make 'em beat you with their boards
Sharp shooters like pool
you down in the Walmart
Shoot you in the parkin' lot
Shoot you down in the court
Hit your crib in the
disappear on the speedboat
Act a like Steve-O
Then disappear Ne-Yo
Leave a red flag on your screen
a red flag around your queen's throat
Leave a stain on your mink floor
Like a red on clean snow
money gang, 500 gang
On that money
And we walkin' around bloody fangs
Playin' games; mmm-yummy, man
And we storm the block, lightning and thunder
my youngest came, that's your mother's name
Hit the address, knockin' down picture frames and things
Throwin' up like stomach pains
Sugarcane get to Spain
A kilo fell and it shook the
A nigga screamed, the wouldn't complain
I the AK with the knife, so the butcher came
And the came, and her sister came
And what's her
It'll go Bang
You don't even know to put the blame
cold

[Hook: Lil
I just fucked like five in my mansion
Got 'em like they five star
Your hoes throwin' fits, my patient
Man, I feel just like a
Pop X for my exotic dancer
She cryin' and said her job hard
her whip out, put her in a Mercedes
Now she screamin' In Peace to Honda

Switch her whip out put her in a
Now she screamin' In Peace to Mazda
Put her ass up in a dumb
Now she screamin' In Peace to Smart Car
Switch her, put her in
Now she screamin' Rest In to Kia
Switch her whip out put her in a
Now she screamin' In Peace to Uber
That's some shit