Luyện nghe bài hát Rich Boy

My Mazeradi and Ferrari to chill with my Mercedes
See my Bentley, I got when my two Phantoms had a baby
I'm not crazy, why you I get so politely daisy
you, pussy nigga, pay me my Lambo do 'bout 280

I sellin', you tellin', thought you killin' while you stealin'
Thought you dealin' while you chillin', you ain't ballin' a million
God me super rich, the devil made you stupid, bitch
You could be just like me if you with all that stupid shit

Why you actin' hard now you must go see God now?
The niggas you were beefin' with are up in your yard now
If you bout to run dogg, I you better start now
Forgot to bring your gun so you got to use your now

hard to get rich but it ain't shit to go to hell
It's hard to sell dope but it ain't shit to go to
It's hard to keep it but it ain't shit for you to tell
I smoked so much of this I can't even hide the smell

So
Drop, drop,
Now
Drop, drop,

We marijuana farmers, all our rides like Transformers
Tell the pretty girls to pull they titties out and for us
You don't need a Gym Class, crack like Fast
Take a hit and loss a fuckin' hundred pounds quick

Snow cone with a on and deep off or chain off
My blunt goin' kick the game off, we take the game off
a hater, sign a hater, let him see my elevator
Hundreds in my refrigerator, now they know we gettin'
a hater, sign a hater, let him see my elevator
Hundreds in my refrigerator, now know we gettin' paper

coupes and escalators, enemies on respirators
Million generators, 90 fast investigators
For cars, the prison bars, mnage trois
The playin' cards I swear it's hard, now

Now
Drop, drop,
Now
Drop, drop,