Luyện nghe bài hát LLC

I just took her name and made the a LLC
Stuff a couple stacks up in, then bitch, get on feet
You make twice as if you switch it up, just to see
To you he's and famous, but he's just a guy to me

I feel like I'm Kong, name still going ding-dong
It's two girls gettin' more money, and don't rap, they sing songs
I stay with that pink on, pink furs and them thongs
Goons out if they blink wrong, think hard but don't think
Pink Friday had Eminem, hard but I'm feminine
Iconic trio on Monster, Goblins and
left that I didn't do? You bit the forbidden fruit
You thought you'd get my Who the fuck was kiddin' you?
Took a lil' break but I'm to me
make a new Nicki with a factory
They'll toe to toe on a track with me
There'll never be another one me
the skill levels still a half of me

Blasphemy, my niggas blast for me
All low IQ hoes baffle me
Tell 'em that I watch but just a bath for me
Put the trophies in my crib a athlete
I see them give me fake love but that trash is
Man, you know I rip every rap and beat
You Nicki gon' eat, Bon Apetit
Used to get real off a half a mil'
Used to get hyped off half a pill
We don't pay niggas to front they like my shit
We pay niggas to come in and write my shit (uh)

Now on, now carry on
Now carry on, now on
Swish, swish, I'm just my Curry on
G6 flow, all V carry on

I just her name and made the bitch a LLC
Stuff a couple stacks up in, then bitch, get on your
You make as much if you switch it up, just to see
To you rich and famous, but he's just a guy to me

You me, you made me, yeah
You me, you made me, yeah, yeah
On blood, you me, you made me, yeah, yeah, yeah
You me (okay), you made me (hahaha)

Yo, you me do it, hoe, I told you, get low (told you get low)
I poppin' tens but they be (be)
I'm New York Nick, I'm ballin' with (ok 'Melo)
I'm wavy, word to Lo, hello
How your say Porsche and you never rode a Porsche?
How you supposed to the quarter when you never went North?
How the fuck you got Ferraris you never went sport?
All that hoopin' and hollerin' still ain't scorin' on the (rrah)

You made me, you made me,
You made me, you made me, yeah,
On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah,
You made me (okay), you me (hahaha)

Ay, yo, look at what they made me do, they me do
Swerve the foreign on 'em, blue, they baby blue
Look at how they started pussy poppin' 80 flew
All my niggas that Britney, Ari', yeah, Katy too
Niggas gassed on it, really though, gas I pump
Straight on the really, yo, yes, I dumped him
Push the limits, I'm a bitch, yes, I bumped him
Push past rich, ask I trumped them
'Cause I scare her, her, my biggest error, error
Never been clearer, clearer, don't Fawcett, Farrah
Because you'll be me, that's word to Bella, Gigi
Gabbana, DG, pretty gang rated PG (woah)

Now on, now carry on
Now on, now carry on
Swish, swish, I'm gettin' my Curry on
G6 all Louis V carry on

I just took her name and the bitch a LLC
Stuff a couple stacks up in, then bitch, get on feet
You make twice as much if you switch it up, to see
To you he's rich and famous, but just a guy to me

On blood, you made me, you made me,
You me, you made me, yeah, yeah
On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah,
You made me (okay), you me (hahaha)