Luyện nghe bài hát Classic

Oh it's hot man
Meek Millys coming

for the walkthrough 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
me Meek Milly I don't play that shit
Got me on my nappy braids before the clique
Riding in the of fortune, Pat Sajak shit
And all I rock is like I made that shit
I've been, row fashion week
like I'm in the show
Sitting in the foreign leather, softer than a dinner
Make a movie on your bitch, her friend to get a role
You thought she was
We laughing she been a ho
Chopping up those
Me yo bitch in the friend
She told you I was friendzoned,
I'm in the
Touchdown a 2 point conversion
her that dick long
She busting the clip long
Uber to your bitch home nigga

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

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

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

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