Luyện nghe bài hát B Boy

All that ass, Lord have
All champagne, these bitches thirsty
Verserchy, no hold up, I meant
I prolly pull up Roberto Cavalli
Puffin' on Cali, out in the valley
on something drowsey
Bitches like Miley
Twerk, for a real nigga sellin' work
Promise I won't a word
I on that trill shit, way back
Philly nigga, but I'm laid back
Get shot in your head your Maybach
D Clown know I don't play that
Sippin' dirty, 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 here
Dope dealer, Puma life, back of soccer jersey
Mink draggin', tell PETA I'm
All these karats like I'm lure in a rabbit
to put it, on my jacket
What you doin? I'm doin'

Okay, I with a limp and I talk with a slur
I might every single chain and mix it up with my fur
I might get every single and mix it up til I blur
I tell the bitch get on my lap, but you get on my nerves
I that bag full of green like I lawn mow it
Doe and all Sean Doe it
And I keep it G, yeah, I ground it
And I'm blowin'
If her pussy good I might one, two, three, round four it
Got her for it
Yeah, overthink, never under stress
Yeah, I understand, your girl over, I'm so
Yeah, and she tryna fuck me raw,
But if I don't have rubber on it I feel underdressed
Yeah, and I got money bags under my eyes, ho, cause I sleep
They all too cause I ain't cheap
Finally Famous, Gold is my I-N-C
And I put everything in motion I-N-G
And we flyin' private you could bring the gun on with us
I got this freak to 3rd base, she tryna run home us
And I got comma on on comma on comma, on comma
And I ain't talking no run on sentence
Yeah, nigga hot headed so I need that Chili
Put my P up on her head like that bitch is Philly
And I wheelie in that pussy my nigga Meek Milly
On my way to meet
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 can't 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, your stash is like Adolf, Hitler
You lay off on the gangsta talk cause you're fake, dog
You never pushed no yay, dawg, ain't see no keys Ray Charles
Me and in the Maybach, we get Wale and take off
We got your bitch in a big house, she walk in like "Hey, Ross"
Get money, Dreamchasers, we ballin' hard 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
You Khloe don't 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 make it, well, let the fakin'
I got a bitch with fake titties, fake ass, she all in the
Them titties'll prolly fall a ball when she bends
My niggas from Harlem and all get it in
Your bitch come and we fuckin' her and her friends
Get money, Dreamchasers, we ballin' hard like the
You ballin'? Nah you a faker, you catchin' a fader
get with the Dreamchasers, we ballin' hard like the Lakers
You ballin'? Nah you a faker, you prolly catchin' a
I'm at your on the hill, I fucked your girl and your neighbor
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

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