Luyện nghe bài hát B Boy

All that ass, Lord have
All that champagne, these bitches
Verserchy, no hold up, I meant
I prolly pull up Roberto over
on Cali, prolly out in the valley
Sippin' on drowsey
Bitches twerkin' Miley
Twerk, for a real nigga sellin' work
Promise I tell a word
I on that trill shit, way back
Philly nigga, but I'm laid back
Get in your head drivin' your Maybach
Homey D Clown know I play that
dirty, riding dirty, I say hi to thirty
Call your dog, I call my dawg and he'll buy a
Try to school me, I'm getting out here
dealer, Puma life, back of this soccer jersey
Mink draggin', PETA I'm swaggin'
All these karats like I'm lure in a rabbit
Just to put it, on my
you doin? I'm doin' fashion

Okay, I walk with a limp and I talk with a
I wear every single chain and mix it up with my fur
I might get every single and mix it up til I blur
I tell the bitch get on my lap, but you get on my nerves
I need bag full of green like I lawn mow it
Doe and all Sean Doe it
And I it G, yeah, I ground floor it
And I'm blowin'
If her pussy then I might one, two, three, round four it
Got her for it
Yeah, overthink, never under stress
Yeah, I understand, your over, I'm so unimpressed
Yeah, and she tryna me raw, unprotect
But if I don't have that on it I feel underdressed
Yeah, and I got money bags under my eyes, ho, cause I ain't
They all Goyard too cause I cheap
Famous, Aura Gold is my I-N-C
And I put in motion like I-N-G
And when we flyin' private you could the gun on with us
I got freak to 3rd base, she tryna run home with us
And I got on comma on comma on comma, on comma
And I ain't about no run on sentence
Yeah, nigga hot headed so I that Chings Chili
Put my P up on her head like bitch is reppin' Philly
And I wheelie in that pussy like my nigga Milly
On my way to millis
Lawyer drafting up the deep deep
I got rich decided that ain't rich
When I did it big, bitch, I decided that big enough
Dead Pres, who you up?
Who that nigga that you hating on, but just can't get
Fuck, the jig is up, little

I'm like Madoff I made off, scheming on niggas' payoff
I never take a day off, your stash is short Adolf, Hitler
You should lay off on the talk cause you're fake, dog
You never pushed no yay, dawg, ain't see no keys like Ray
Me and Meek in the Maybach, we get and take off
We got your in a big house, she walk in hype like "Hey, Ross"
Get money, Dreamchasers, we ballin' like the Lakers
You ballin'? Nah, you a faker, you prolly catchin' a
I'm at your house on the hill, I your girl and your neighbor
You thinkin' Khloe know me, I'm in the car dashin' haters
I'm in the Kardashian, get it? I'm lyin', can't I
They say fake it you make it, well, let the fakin' begin
I got a bitch with titties, fake ass, she all in the Benz
Them titties'll prolly fall like a ball when she
My niggas Harlem and Philly all get it in
bitch come around and we fuckin' her and her friends
Get money, Dreamchasers, we ballin' hard the Lakers
You ballin'? Nah you a faker, you catchin' a fader
Come get with the Dreamchasers, we ballin' like the Lakers
You ballin'? Nah you a faker, you prolly catchin' a
I'm at your house on the hill, I fucked girl and your neighbor
I'm at your house on the hill, I your girl and your neighbor
I'm at your on the hill, I fucked your girl and your neighbor
I'm at your house on the hill, I fucked your girl and neighbor

she do? She, just, put heart eyes under my pic nigga
That's my nigga
Bought her a class ticket to put the dick in her