Luyện nghe bài hát B Boy

All that ass, Lord mercy
All that champagne, these bitches
Verserchy, no hold up, I meant
I pull up Roberto over Cavalli
on Cali, prolly out in the valley
Sippin' on something
twerkin' like Miley
Twerk, twerk for a real nigga sellin'
Promise I won't tell a
I been on that shit, way back
North Philly nigga, but I'm laid
Get shot in your head drivin' your
Homey D Clown know I play that
Sippin' dirty, riding dirty, I say hi to
Call your dog, I call my dawg and he'll buy a
Try to school me, I'm getting out early
Dope dealer, Puma life, back of soccer jersey
Mink draggin', PETA I'm swaggin'
All these like I'm tryna lure in a rabbit
to put it, on my jacket
What you doin? I'm fashion

Okay, I walk with a limp and I with a slur
I might wear every single chain and mix it up my fur
I might get every single drink and mix it up til I
I tell the bitch get on my lap, but you get on my nerves
I need that bag full of like I lawn mow it
Doe and all Sean Doe it
And I keep it G, yeah, I floor it
And I'm pound
If her pussy good then I might one, two, three, four it
Got her for it
Yeah, nigga overthink, never stress
Yeah, I understand, your girl over, I'm so
Yeah, and she fuck me raw, unprotect
But if I don't have rubber on it I feel underdressed
Yeah, and I got bags under my eyes, ho, cause I ain't sleep
all Goyard too cause I ain't cheap
Finally Famous, Aura Gold is my
And I put everything in motion like
And when we flyin' private you could the gun on with us
I got this freak to 3rd base, she tryna run home us
And I got comma on comma on on comma, on comma
And I ain't talking about no run on
Yeah, nigga hot headed so I that Chings Chili
Put my P up on her head like that bitch is reppin'
And I wheelie in that pussy my nigga Meek Milly
On my way to millis
Lawyer drafting up the deep dealies
I got rich decided ain't rich enough
When I did it big, bitch, I decided ain't big enough
Dead Pres, who you up?
Who that nigga you hating on, but just can't get enough?
Fuck, the jig is up, little

I'm like when I made off, scheming on niggas' payoff
I never a day off, your stash is short like Adolf, Hitler
You should lay off on the gangsta talk cause fake, dog
You never no yay, dawg, ain't 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 ballin'? Nah, you a faker, you catchin' a fader
I'm at your house on the hill, I fucked girl and your neighbor
You thinkin' Khloe know me, I'm in the car dashin' haters
I'm in the Kardashian, get it? I'm lyin', I pretend?
They say it 'til you make it, well, let the fakin' begin
I got a with fake titties, fake ass, she all in the Benz
Them titties'll prolly fall like a ball when she
My niggas from and Philly all get it in
Your bitch come around and we fuckin' her and her
Get money, Dreamchasers, we hard like the Lakers
You ballin'? Nah you a faker, you prolly catchin' a
Come get with the Dreamchasers, we ballin' hard like the
You Nah you a faker, you prolly catchin' a fader
I'm at your house on the hill, I fucked your and your neighbor
I'm at your house on the hill, I fucked your girl and neighbor
I'm at your house on the hill, I fucked your and your neighbor
I'm at your on the hill, I fucked your girl and your neighbor

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