Luyện nghe bài hát SPICY

NAS FEAT. FIVIO FOREIGN & A$AP - SPICY

Boss shit, Lordship
Niggas talkin' since I'm on shit
I to run the block, now I'm corporate (Corporate)
out, you know it's Son when the doors lift
Whole squad hide the (Whole squad)
Mets hats in the sky like Bobby
They me like the chip', courtside at The Rucker
Flow only tougher, she beggin' me to cuff her
Brooklyn Sweet Chick, waffles raspberry butter
Wear a at the roller rink middle of the summer
If I get it done, I got soldiers with me to cover
Queens get the money, we stackin' it upwards
G's stay icy 'cause get spicy
She on Demon Time, I get her a
Patek, niggas not lit, not me
Can't get by me, my mind is 2090

¿Qué lo que? pricy
Cost money, the charge money
Fast money, to start money
money, Escobar money (Uh)

Little advice (Little advice), add spice (Uh)
Always get the liquor the ice (Not me)
I don't give a if that's his wife
I could bag any bitch in these Nikes (Uh)
ain't right, if she tell me, No, I'm gettin' tight
Look, every you saw me I was nice (Ayy)
time I saw you, you was light (You was)
Uh, every you with look like a dyke (Lil' bitch)
Uh, I mean she (Might) not never be my type, nah
She never be my type, look
That is trash, I only fuck her for the hype (Uh)
I only fuck her for the hype, (Uh)

lo que? Everybody pricy
Cost money, beat the money
Fast money, to start money
money, Escobar money

Niggas Ferg back, but I been with the shits
Might make a grill with Tiffany's on my gentleman
My drill niggas out in Brooklyn and they and shit
Bumpin' Pop out the whip while we and shit (Movie)
Model bitches that's precise, fuck off the flights
Keep the through the lights, never blinded by the hype
Keep the Tommy near the belly, sincere I'm hype
Got a ghetto Campbell, designer with the Nikes
I'm the one talkin' spice, twelve-year-old
With the guns and the knives, run for your life
Got a queen in and my ex a Puerto Rican spice
My Harlem bitch doin' time, gettin' caught up the swipes

¿Qué lo Everybody pricy
Cost money, the charge money (Uh)
Fast money, push to start (Uh)
Large money, money (Lil' bitch)

Hit-Boy, we got one (Pricy)
Nastradamus, (Vroom)
Ferg (Yeah!)