Luyện nghe bài hát Supastars

[Intro:
(Honorable C.N.O.T.E.)
Yeah,
(Buddha Bless beat)

[Chorus:
Yeah, (yeah)
Yeah, (yeah)
Yeah, (yeah)
Yeah, (yeah)
Superstars, superstars, out
Brand new (skrrt), we buy the bar now
Swang now (skrrt), fuck on hoes now (smash)
Tats and (tats), rock the shows, uh
Big bank (cash!), now she go, uh
For the team, uh (woo)
Now she wet, ski (splash!)
Thinkin' 'bout postin' her on the 'Gram, and her (delete it!)
Whole gang in the field, we do bleachers (uh)

[Verse 1:
lettuce, uh
Bitch, don't I'm ready, uh uh
You got swag (Drip!)
You got that sauce sell it, uh uh
Free my niggas, 'em out we bailin' (free)
Saw my teacher, I was the same student,
Now I got a lawyer, cash, no settlement
I'm out my element, out my, out my (woo!)
My niggas the same, don't need no clout, no (no clout, no clout)
Bought the gang, all brand new (ice, ice)
Swerve the lane, call the "the gang" (gang, gang)
Whip that thing, then she me brain (ooh, yeah)
Them boys fool you tryna do it, the toolies out (try and do it)
Niggas don't want no smoke, they pull up they coochies out
times three, it's times three, that's how it goes (three-way, yeah)
Park a million dollars at the (skrrt, skrrt)
We make 'em eat that dope until we go (eat it up, eat it up)
Rich straight to the top floor (top)
On more PJs than
Wrist like water go to
Cash in the walls, (cash)
Your money too small, (woo)
Huncho on the call, reload (reload)

Quavo]
Yeah, (yeah)
Yeah, (yeah)
Yeah, (yeah)
Yeah,
Superstars, superstars, out
Brand new (skrrt), we buy the bar now
Swang now (skrrt), fuck on hoes now (smash)
Tats and (tats), rock the shows, uh
Big bank (cash!), now she go, uh
For the team, uh (woo)
Now she wet, ski (splash!)
'bout postin' her on the 'Gram, and delete her (delete it!)
Whole gang in the field, we don't do (uh)
Thinkin' 'bout her on the 'Gram, and delete her (delete it!)
Whole gang in the field, we do bleachers (uh)

2: Takeoff]
Ice the gang (ice), had to ice the (ice)
So much ice (too much), had to ice the (whew)
to death (freeze), had to freeze the lane (freeze)
Camera phone, Scarface, Al (Al Capone)
Turn your lights off, nigga, been on (been on)
Came from my block and growed up, I'm homegrown (homegrown)
known, cookie, that is my cologne (cookie, cookie)
I put my wrist inside the freezer, came out (ice, ice)
I put my inside this shit 'cause I was chose (heart, chose)
I put my heart inside and only God (God knows)
Get a Kleenex for that baby, wipe his nose (I his nose)
What's a leg? We shootin' heads 'til explode (reload)

Quavo]
Yeah, (yeah)
Yeah, (yeah)
Yeah, (yeah)
Yeah,
Superstars, superstars, out
Brand new (skrrt), we buy the bar now
Swang doors now (skrrt), fuck on now (smash)
and golds (tats), rock the shows, uh
Big rolls (cash!), now she go, uh
For the team, uh (woo)
Now she wet, ski (splash!)
Thinkin' 'bout her on the 'Gram, and delete her (delete it!)
Whole in the field, we don't do bleachers (uh)
Thinkin' 'bout her on the 'Gram, and delete her (delete it!)
Whole in the field, we don't do bleachers (uh)

[Verse 3:
Woo! Woo! Woo! Woo! Woo! Offset!
Wraith the stars out (Wraith)
out the boarded house (hey)
The get deported out (deported)
Niggas out for a shout
Marvin the (Martian), I'ma put your brain up for auction (brrt)
Precede caution (caution), skeleton AP is frosted
I sit and read the offense (read), my ho is addicted to faucets (woo)
Chanel bag is (Chanel), stay down, come up in the process (stay down)
Hey, private jet, yeah, thotty wanna fuck the same sex,
Diamond mill' mill', yeah, I'ma keep the bitch on (woo, woo)
The pink stone rare (rare), bling bling blaow, yeah (bling bling)
Mama got style, yeah (style), Chanel reptile, (hey)
Geeked on Mars, give the grace up to God (grace to God)
rockstars, nobody seein' the gang, on God (God)

[Chorus:
Yeah, (yeah)
Yeah, (yeah)
Yeah, (yeah)
Yeah,
Superstars, superstars, out
Brand new (skrrt), we buy the bar now
Swang now (skrrt), fuck on hoes now (smash)
Tats and (tats), rock the shows, uh
Big bank (cash!), now she go, uh
For the team, uh (woo)
Now she wet, ski (splash!)
'bout postin' her on the 'Gram, and delete her (delete it!)
Whole in the field, we don't do bleachers (uh)
Thinkin' 'bout postin' her on the 'Gram, and her (delete it!)
gang in the field, we don't do bleachers (uh)