Luyện nghe bài hát Black Barbies

Mike Made It Nigga
Life
Black Barbies in the
Fat ass and pretty
Get dummies for they
You sent flowers but I wish I didn't 'em
All your I wish I didn't believe 'em

That boy is a pussy pleaser
All that fetty but he met Masika
Tuck the chrome 22 in his
El Chapo but he like La Quica
Young girls always lookin' for a
But I shoulda listened to what told me
moon boots, shades Dita
Too high to give a about PETA

so strong I'm not blinkin'
What in the world was I
New day, new money to be
New things for to imitate
I'm a fukin' barbie
face, perfect body
Pink seats in the
Always fuck him I'm sorry
Who the is gon' protect her?
If I gotta check her
Peter piper picked a
And my is triple decker

No Flex Zone, No Flex
(Yeah, oh no, no, no, no) No Zone

I see these nigga's flexin', it's a no zone
You gon' be floatin' in dem like you know Joan
girl, Donald Trump want me go home
Still up with my wrist lookin' like a snowcone
She she got a hit record, I said "Oooh shit!"
Picked up my phone I had to call "Bullshit!"
These bitches havin' nightmares of my new
These pussy and they don't ever do shit
Hahaha, get it? it-...hahahahahahaha
Half a mili on the Pullman, bought it
Now I'm all my foreigns don't get deported
Niggas love me so they be sendin' me gifts
And these niggas actin', I'mma send 'em some skits
Bitches rap for shit, I'mma send 'em some tips
All these is my sons, should be suckin' my tits

(Yeah, oh no, no, no, no, yeah, oh no, no, no, no)

Now usually I do this, I'm Popeye, she's Brutus
Usually I'm a Christian but this peace is
All of my niggas draw but none of Cartoonists
I'm the baddest, usually I'm the cutest
Usually I'm the flyest, you're the stewardess
And we ain't ball but usually its some shooters
Are these bitches These bitches ain't lucid
Go against the your career will be elusive
Where your plaques? Where them stocks? Word to
Bitches ass-back, they was in my tax-brack
(Yeah, oh no, no, no, no, yeah, oh no, no, no, no)

That is a real crowd pleaser
Small world, all her know of me
Young bull like an old geezer
Quick release the cash, watch it slowly
Frat girls tryna get even
Haters mad for reason
Smoke in the air, drinking
They lose it when the DJ the needle