Luyện nghe bài hát B Boy

All that ass, Lord have
All that champagne, bitches thirsty
Verserchy, no hold up, I Versace
I pull up Roberto over Cavalli
Puffin' on Cali, out in the valley
Sippin' on drowsey
Bitches twerkin' like
Twerk, for a real nigga sellin' work
Promise I tell a word
I on that trill shit, way back
North nigga, but I'm laid back
Get shot in 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 early
Dope dealer, Puma life, back of this soccer
Mink draggin', tell I'm swaggin'
All these karats like I'm tryna in a rabbit
Just to put it, on my
What you doin? I'm fashion

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

I'm like Madoff when I made off, scheming on niggas'
I never take a day off, your stash is short like Adolf,
You should lay off on the gangsta talk cause fake, dog
You never no yay, dawg, ain't see no keys like Ray Charles
Me and Meek in the Maybach, we get Wale and off
We got your bitch in a big house, she in hype like "Hey, Ross"
Get money, Dreamchasers, we hard like the Lakers
You ballin'? Nah, you a faker, you prolly catchin' a
I'm at your house on the hill, I fucked your girl and your
You thinkin' Khloe know me, I'm in the car dashin' haters
I'm in the Kardashian, get it? I'm lyin', I pretend?
They say fake it 'til you 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 from Harlem and all get it in
Your bitch come around and we fuckin' her and her
Get money, Dreamchasers, we hard like the Lakers
You ballin'? Nah you a faker, you prolly catchin' a
Come get the Dreamchasers, we ballin' hard like the Lakers
You Nah you a faker, you prolly catchin' a fader
I'm at your house on the hill, I fucked your girl and neighbor
I'm at your house on the hill, I your girl and your neighbor
I'm at house on the hill, I fucked your girl and your neighbor
I'm at your house on the hill, I fucked girl and your neighbor

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