Luyện nghe bài hát B Boy

All that ass, Lord have
All that champagne, these thirsty
Verserchy, no up, I meant Versace
I prolly pull up Roberto over
Puffin' on Cali, prolly out in the
on something drowsey
Bitches like Miley
Twerk, twerk for a nigga sellin' work
Promise I won't a word
I been on that trill shit, way
North Philly nigga, but I'm back
Get shot in your head drivin' your
D Clown know I don't play that
Sippin' dirty, dirty, I say hi to thirty
your dog, I call my dawg and he'll buy a birdy
Try to school me, I'm out here early
Dope dealer, Puma life, of this soccer jersey
Mink draggin', tell I'm swaggin'
All these karats like I'm tryna lure in a
to put it, on my jacket
What you doin? I'm fashion

Okay, I walk with a limp and I talk a slur
I might wear single chain and mix it up with my fur
I might get every single drink and mix it up til I
I tell the bitch get on my lap, but don't you get on my
I need that bag full of like I lawn mow it
John Doe and all Doe it
And I keep it G, yeah, I ground it
And I'm blowin'
If her pussy good then I one, two, three, round four it
Got her for it
Yeah, nigga overthink, never under
Yeah, I understand, your girl over, I'm so
Yeah, and she tryna me raw, unprotect
But if I don't have that on it I feel underdressed
Yeah, and I got money under my eyes, ho, cause I ain't sleep
They all Goyard too cause I cheap
Finally Famous, Aura is my I-N-C
And I put everything in like I-N-G
And when we flyin' private you could the gun on with us
I got this freak to 3rd base, she tryna run with us
And I got on comma on comma on comma, on comma
And I ain't about no run on sentence
Yeah, nigga hot headed so I need that Chings
Put my P up on her head that bitch is reppin' Philly
And I wheelie in pussy like my nigga Meek Milly
On my way to meet
Lawyer drafting up the deep deep
I got rich decided that ain't rich
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, little

I'm like Madoff when I made off, scheming on payoff
I never take a day off, stash is short like Adolf, Hitler
You should lay off on the talk cause you're fake, dog
You never pushed no yay, dawg, see no keys like Ray Charles
Me and Meek in the Maybach, we get and take off
We got your bitch in a big house, she walk in like "Hey, Ross"
Get money, Dreamchasers, we hard like the Lakers
You Nah, you a faker, you prolly catchin' a fader
I'm at your house on the hill, I fucked girl and your neighbor
You thinkin' Khloe don't know me, I'm in the car dashin'
I'm in the Kardashian, get it? I'm lyin', I pretend?
say fake it 'til you make it, well, let the fakin' begin
I got a bitch fake titties, fake ass, she all in the Benz
Them titties'll prolly fall like a ball she bends
My niggas from and Philly all get it in
Your bitch come around and we her and her friends
Get money, Dreamchasers, we ballin' hard like the
You Nah you a faker, you prolly catchin' a fader
Come get with the Dreamchasers, we hard like the Lakers
You ballin'? Nah you a faker, you catchin' a fader
I'm at your house on the hill, I fucked your girl and your
I'm at your house on the hill, I fucked 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 your and your neighbor

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