Luyện nghe bài hát Good Drank 2.0

Used to my mattress like the ATM, yeah
Bond number 9 my favorite scent, yeah
Can't that kush, I'm talking OG, yeah
Rest in peace to pop, he was an OG, now
285 I had pack on me, uh
I cannot forget I had that on me, yeah
Rest in peace to my Doe
All we ever want to do was
was the easy part, we playing that Weezy hard
We sit in the kitchen late, we to make an escape
Tryna me a mil, so I'ma keep me a plate
I told 'em can leave, so I'ma keep me a rake
So I'ma me a Wraith, my jewelry look like a lake
I'm in a Maybach
And car came with some drapes
You know I look like a safe, I put you back in place
You know I look in your face, sing to your bitch like I'm
2 Chainz!

Good drank, big
stuff, I put a four on the rocks (lean!)
top, no hot box
12 tried to me over, pink slips to the cops
She said the love give her thizz
Put that thing in her rib
out, Kunta Kinte
Diamonds clear like
Take your babies, no
Play with keys Doc Dre
3K André
And your girl, her come here

Gucci!
Your in the front
Well check out my top in the trunk
You play my money
Then check this out poppin' the trunk
Three mil in a
But I just did three on a bunk
Oh, you in a
I'm headed to Oakland like Kevin Da
is your point?
Square the stamp, fuck Kevin Durant
Lay on my
Play with my cap and I'll off your hat
I'm taking the and killing the rats
Gucci Mane, call me the cat with the
I'm swervin', but I'm in of the 'Bach
Persian, man I got from Iraq
I'm servin', I pay a for that
He nervous, I ain't got no for that
He hurt and want all of his purses
He the syrup with the Percocets
She perfect and she got breasts
I just want some of that neck
of the year, I'm from Bouldercrest
You snitch of the year cause you told the

drank, big knots
Good stuff, I put a on the rocks (lean!)
top, no hot box
12 to pull me over, pink slips to the cops
She that molly give her thizz face
Put the in her rib cage
out, Kunta Kinte
Diamonds clear like
Take your babies, no
with keys like Doc Dre
3K like
And your girl, tell her home

rapper, that's 3K
Yeah sir my DJ
Dean on the piano
Put the work on the
right next to me
So you Bouldercrest with me
Man hard for you to mess with me
So you're at the best really
Diamonds dancing like
Might in a Bentley
Kinda hard to get me
Cant believe it like
girls like trap music
Man I to want a condo
Started off in the
up on the top floor
Yeah, you to the top flow
Now you at the top tier
From to the Grammys
y'all it was our year
Told it was my year
Told it was my year
y'all it was my year
Man you at the evidence
Yeah God, that's my
Hell nah, I hesitate
I ain't met a girl can me
Let a set it straight, for real