Luyện nghe bài hát 200

Everything
right
Everything
Everything
All niggas
right, you back in Givenchy
I only drink Actavis, I'm on a
chase it like Hussain
All this money bring a new pain (woah, woah, woah)
Yeah,

I got at 200 hoes
Fresh to death, and I my current in a doze
Up and down you ain't receive 'bout this dough
And these hundreds ain't goin' nowhere like a

I bought my moms a car, it amazin'
My niggas bangin' like the Redskins
I got all type of tattoos on my shin
I was in a white and red like peppermints
I've been a mil' on jewelry, but it's past tense
charge it, make it sound like it's raggly
I'm with the cutter, I'm Blood like my brothers, a MAC 10
Diamonds on me talkin', harassin'
No shoulda, coulda, woulda, I got racks in
a long way from a Chevy
Now we millions on cribs
You get somethin' too, don't
My eyes 'bout low as a
I smoke the limb, tree limb
No gang, big

I'm tryna pop a wheelie in a Lamborghini on two wheels
I got the racks on me, now I can buy me a cruise
I just got an iPhone 8 and stored it with 200 hoes
You can smell the money on me, it comes from off my
My fits, yeah, are never found in stores
You as well gon', gon', gon' home
Money long, long, long,
All way up to
Any time I come out, gotta step out with a three
I've in my bag lately, take three drugs at once lately
Got shade of Tom Ford, I can spot fugazi
I out the slums, I got Hermes in a headlock
If she ain't up to par, she 'bout to get docked
Between my diamonds and my fame, so anxious
I sit at the top of the throne, yeah, 'cause I'm
Got a few vice lords for friends, some of 'em disciples
And can't nothin' between niggas like us

yeah, I got at least 200 hoes
Fresh to death, and I leave my current in a
Up and down you ain't receive nothin' this dough
And these hundreds ain't nowhere like a moat