Luyện nghe bài hát Flavor

Let me kick my shit, around gettin that paper
Treat your like candy, fuck her now and later
I flex I flex n stunt, shine on them haters
bitch seen all sauce, said, 'Can I have some of your flavor?'

Oh, no, flavor
Can I have some of your
Oh, no, your
Can I have some of flavor?
Oh, no
Can I have of your flavor?
Oh, no
Can I have some of flavor?

up
You can none of my flavor
You can have none of my
You can have of my linen
You ain't have none of my
I'm these bricks and this shit is conducer
Designer, designer, my shit is
Flexing, I'm flexing, my are Gucci
I'm all up in Fifth, I'm shopping in
Giving a damn, I go up in
I'm on the molly, I'm smoking a
My future with bands, free like Boosie
They know I'm a dog, they me Snoopy
The chopper, the scope, the riffle, I it
Knocking out like face it, I'm on it
My was five, I borough a pony
I'mma stay, baloney
Yeah, etcetera, etcetera, paper is
You need medical
with lyrics you niggas is edible
Drizzle be rapping and snapping, I'm you
Let me keep my shit, Bruce Lee, nigga, up
She can't have of my flavor
And she can sauce none, hack her

Let me keep my shit, riding in that paper
Treat your bitch like keep, fuck her now and
I that bitch, don't splurge, gotta shine on them haters
Your bitch all that sauce, said, 'Can I have some of your flavor?'

Oh, no, flavor
Can I have of your flavor?
Oh, no, flavor
Can I have some of flavor?
Oh, no
Can I have of your flavor?
Oh, no
Can I some of your flavor?

up, flavor, I'm impossible with it
Surgery, I'm a god with
Got the monopoly
Hoes will be honest, they and taking
Used to be and poverty stricken
Now I got worry about boxes in the kitchen
guy information is not to be mentioned
Chauffer, the is not to be driven
All of this flavor is not to be
You got it, baby, they buy me paper
Bullets, the county, like aces
APM sharp, I'm your lady
You on the block, take out the baby
You know I'mma cut it, don't mix it bacon
Soda, Cola, bitches in
Me and had dinner with Oprah
Winfrey, Bentley, the semi
Nigga get wrong I tow him like
Drunk as a fuck I'mma do 'em Remy
I'm more, the plural is in me
I run through your crew like a bullet, don't me
Got too hoes so how you gonna pick me?
Let me keep my
Back up, bitch, me?

Let me keep my shit, riding in that paper
Treat your bitch keep, fuck her now and later
I taste that bitch, splurge, gotta shine on them haters
Your bitch seen all that sauce, said, 'Can I some of your flavor?'

Oh, no, flavor
Can I have some of flavor?
Oh, no, your
Can I have some of flavor?
Oh, no
Can I have of your flavor?
Oh, no
Can I have some of your