Luyện nghe bài hát Ghostface Killers

[Producer Tag: Young
Metro Boomin want some more

[Chorus:
Automatic (auto), automatics, in the
Shoot the maggots, shoot the maggots the pump
and addy (thot), love the Patek on my arm (Patek)
We got static (static), pussy nigga run charm (hey)
Ghostface (killers), Wu-Tang, 21 news gang (news)
dealers in the Mulsanne, at the top of the food chain (hey)
Trappin' the cocaine (yeah), no gang, with no name
We can play toll games, the gang, kick in your door man

1: Offset]
Yeah, put on the Patek, xannys, I'm an addict
the mattress with a baddie on the addy (smash)
Diamonds glassy, need glasses for the flashing, yeah
Jackson with this fashion, bitch I'm dabbin', yeah
All of shit on purpose got these bitches slurpin'
All pockets on hurting, nigga you can be my servant
Go to the lot and nigga don't lease it, I purchase
I cut off a thot I give her some money for service (here)
Wherever I go the gang on go, yeah (gang)
You cannot tame the ho because you want for sure (tame)
You think that you rich you got a hundred or more
I got an over overload, look like I just my soul
I, up a four, a liter, I got the stripes, Adidas (stripes)
I got a foreign mamacita and I known to beat it (mama)
Niggas ain't defeated, we get the guns immediate
Don't burn in the coupe, an Italy
niggas is broke and it's pitiful

[Chorus:
(auto), automatics, in the trunk
Shoot the maggots, the maggots with the pump
and addy (thot), love the Patek on my arm (Patek)
We got static (static), nigga run your charm (hey)
Ghostface (killers), Wu-Tang, 21 news gang (news)
Drug dealers in the Mulsanne, at the top of the chain (hey)
Trappin' the cocaine (yeah), no gang, shooter with no
We can play toll games, the whole gang, in your door man

2: 21 Savage]
Yeah, Kim Jong, big bombs (21)
Wonder Bread man, make your bitch lick (yeah)
Audemars flooded, got my wrist numb (bling)
Grab the hitstick, nigga blitz some'
Dope boy, boy, I sell coke boy (21)
You ass rappers food, it's a po boy (21)
Everybody the same, all niggas sound alike (dick riders)
Fox 5 gang, turn you to a
boy I'm a mobster, shrimp in my pasta
Jamaican Don Dada, hang the shottas
Mad Max nigga, yeah I with the killers (21)
of the Apes, yeah I hang around gorillas (on god)
I got AK, SK, HK, day (21)
You a fuckboy, we ain't the horseplay (bitch)
Shrimp ass nigga, did you do chores today? (21)
Do you take a ride with the coroner today? (21)

[Chorus:
(auto), automatics, in the trunk
Shoot the maggots, shoot the maggots with the
Thot and addy (thot), the Patek on my arm (Patek)
We got static (static), pussy run your charm (hey)
killers (killers), Wu-Tang, 21 news gang (news)
Drug in the Mulsanne, at the top of the food chain (hey)
the cocaine (yeah), no gang, shooter with no name
We can play toll games, the whole gang, in your door man

3: Travis Scott]
Drop from the heavens straight in the (yeah)
Trunk in the front, top slide
Ride suicides, we keep this shit (yeah)
out the public houses, don't you come outside
(Straight up)
Private status, land the jet at Magic (how you goin')
Goin' way up, on my way to cut through (what you poppin')
Pop the seal and pop the bean, I the balance (pop it, pop it)
ass is what I'm seeing, it's way too graphic
Watch your fingers 'cause the cactus (yeah)
Broke, you ain't us, we speak that language
On the
Tom Cruise, I'ma her see, she snort a mountain
Rackades on the outfit will her bounce it
Good drank my life, yeah, CPR my pipe,
Please the energy, only got a night, yeah (it's lit)
Nike boys, we don't do stripes (yeah)
I'm living for my niggas do life, yeah

[Chorus:
(auto), automatics, in the trunk
Shoot the maggots, shoot the with the pump
Thot and addy (thot), the Patek on my arm (Patek)
We got static (static), pussy nigga run your (hey)
Ghostface killers (killers), Wu-Tang, 21 gang (news)
Drug in the Mulsanne, at the top of the food chain (hey)
Trappin' the cocaine (yeah), no gang, shooter with no
We can play games, the whole gang, kick in your door man