Luyện nghe bài hát Classic

Oh hot outside man
Millys coming daddy

Hundred for the Im not who you talk to
Drive by wet you up, thats a carpool
Spitting all this hot shit, single bar cool
Diamonds in the face, animated cartoon
Call me Milly I don't play that shit
Got me on my nappy braids the Maybach clique
Riding in the wheels of fortune, Pat Sajak
And all I rock is like I made that shit
I've been, front row week
Looking like I'm in the
Sitting in the leather, softer than a dinner roll
Make a on your bitch, tell her friend to get a role
You thought she was
We laughing like she a ho
Chopping up those
Me yo bitch in the zone
She told you I was friendzoned,
I'm in the
with a 2 point conversion
Give her that dick
She busting the clip long
Uber to your bitch home nigga

I got a fever bitch, hot I got a fever bitch
Feeling sick I gotta fever
In these streets situations is
Police respecting the youth and
The youth ain't the truth and
The 9 on me in the booth and
All I talk is that real the truth and

The turned your bitch into a gold digger
The got me feeling like the old Jigga
And Jigga even told me you a cold
They ain't me I was broke
But I showed and I told niggas
I would dispose niggas
Went to buy a pair of
Landed at the rawest
Brand new tag
Haters never me mad
You get at baby momma
I'm flyer than her dad
at my neck
What that cost? cash
Looking at my bitch, she remind me of a Dash
We was selling rock Kareem Biggs, Dame and Dash
Oh you think you fly with lil' dream chasin' ass?
We don't bitches, we chase money and that [D'ussé]
Cause when you get money, the hoes do you say
Riding in a drop head, Phantom with the
And if you're just hearing this, then probably too late

I got a bitch, hot outside I got a fever bitch
sick I gotta fever bitch
In philly streets situations is
ain't respecting the youth and
The youth ain't the truth and
The Glock 9 on me in the and
All I talk is that real the truth and

Milly
Mack
Get silly
to Philly
Come see it and direct
You know it, God