Luyện nghe bài hát Ali Bomaye

Get my people out them chains
I mean handcuffs, to man up
Put my hands up? you sayin' bruh
'Cause I'm a man, in a Phantom
Or is it 'cause my tinted
Car cost 300 and I blow Indo in it
You mad 'cause your daughter fuck with me on break
Well, I'ma her 'til the springs break

Yeah Roll another one 'cause I'm
And my four door real photogenic
Jam ''em on the tire, in threads won't expire
I'm in a class of my own, my got fired
Money getting long, rate keep rising
outfit cost me 3,000
From the P houses, did it from the hours
Selling that chicken no lemon pepper, no sweet and
you get the power, then you get respect
I'm so much money I can buy ya bitch
it how you wanna, if you wanna take it
I like clubs all the women working naked
Fell in love with a waitress what the I'm thinking
Bought ho a ring it was for her pinky
Uhn, that's pimpin' that's
Got a bottle of that cost more than your rent

Fuck mad at me for
Got a black card, and a phantom
With a white bitch in Idaho, I do the same in (Montana)
Got a thick bitch in Atlanta, got a in the Chi
Got two chains, two-tone, two hundred racks, no lie (true)
Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!
I'm bout to in the jungle in these new Kanye's
Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!
My lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another
Fuck y'all mad at me for, my belt got two G's on it
Her got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it
Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder
Like New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see
And my AR see murders, that's nigga no burgers
I'm and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners
Got ?, ?
Got dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no
You a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas,
I'm on the block D 12, I got the white, no D-12
Like a little in Africa, I was born toting that K
And that's real shit, no Smith, and no ?
But yellin'

Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!
Thank God a nigga seen another day
Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!
Got a chopper and a fuck it let 'em spray

I take my case to trial, hire the Team
Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things
I dream big, I sharp
Inhale smoke, Hawaiian tree
Humble yourself, you not a G, it one with yourself
Run to niggas for help, favors I one on the shelf
I got rifles with lasers, it just like the majors
Hit you right above navel, now you in pavement
medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps
Hoes settling for less, I 'em bottom shelf
Niggas tough on them and never did nothing at all
On the road to the riches, bitches not tagging

it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone
Disrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashing the
I'm waving the Tec, spraying the Mac
in the back, [gonna lap?]
Got a bitch that look like Ali sitting in my lap
Got a call Skateboard, pick 'em up at Lax
Speaking skateboards, where at?
Fuck him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back
2 Chainz!

Skateboard on a nigga
No lie, No Lie got a plaque
Mama got a house, daughter got
Just to a nigga like me started with a ounce
Bad bitches and D-boys, we 'em out
If them pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out
This the voice of ghetto intelligence, if you got
Go to work the work at residence
For
to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent
Riding through the jungles in mothafuckin'' elephant
That's a gray ghost, with the on it
through the hood like it got fins on it (Tell 'em!)
You I got that work on the foreman grill
the muthafuckas in, made another mill'
Got a nigga feeling Cassius Clay
Thrilla in Manilla, nigga it whip his ass today

Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!
Thank God a nigga seen another day
Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!
Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em