Luyện nghe bài hát Queen Bitch 101

If peter piper pecked em, I biggie bust em
He tried to fuck him, I told him not to trust him
Lyrically, I dust em, off like
Hit like sledge-hammers, bitch with that platinum grammer
I am a diamond hustler
Queen bitch, bitch
Kill a for my nigga by any means bitch
Murder bitch
Clean bitch, free bitch
Check it, I write a rhyme, melt in your mouth M&M's
Roll the M.A.F.I.A. remember them?
Tell em when I used to mess gentlemen
up aposttles, now strictly niggaz that jostle
Kill a nigga for the figure, how you
cheddar would be better, Beretta inside of Beretta
nobody do it
Bet I wet cha like and typhoons
Got buffoons eatin my pussy while I cartoons
Seat the loon, rap Pam Grier's here
Baby drinkers beware, Dolce wear
kill niggaz lives for one point five
While you struggle and strive we pick which Benz to
The M.A.F.I.A. you be em
of y'all niggaz can't eat without per diem
I'm rich, stay that bitch

Uhh, who you who you wanna be huggin
Roll niggaz that be thuggin, buggin
In the tunnel in
Sippin espresso, wit Nino
On a for the lucci creno
I to wear Moscino, but every bitch got it
Now I rock colorful minks my pockets stay knotted
C-note after C-note, Frank Bo hold fifteen the caterer
you you greater, uh
(You niggaz got audacity
You a million now you half of me
Get off my dick, it bitch)
Check my pitch, or it persona
And I'll stick your moms for her stocks and bonds
I got that ass cock, a good ass shot
With hardcore flows to a nigga dick rock
Ziffendales, up in Chippendales
Shop in Bloomingdales for bags
Female Don Dada has no broblems spittin with my team
Shit's straight like fifteen, y'nahmean?
Cruise the district with my biscuit
Flossin my rolex
Shit, I'm rich, I'ma that bitch