Luyện nghe bài hát B Boy

All that ass, Lord mercy
All that champagne, these bitches
Verserchy, no hold up, I Versace
I prolly pull up Roberto over
Puffin' on Cali, prolly out in the
on something drowsey
Bitches twerkin' like
Twerk, for a real nigga sellin' work
Promise I won't tell a
I been on that shit, way back
North Philly nigga, but I'm back
Get shot in your head drivin' Maybach
Homey D Clown I don't play that
Sippin' dirty, riding dirty, I say hi to
Call your dog, I call my and he'll buy a birdy
Try to me, I'm getting out here early
Dope dealer, Puma life, back of this soccer
Mink draggin', PETA 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 with a
I wear every 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 you get on my nerves
I need that bag full of green like I mow it
Doe and all Sean Doe it
And I keep it G, yeah, I floor it
And I'm pound
If her pussy then 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 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
They all Goyard too cause I ain't
Famous, Aura Gold is my I-N-C
And I put everything in motion I-N-G
And when we private you could bring the gun on with us
I got this freak to 3rd base, she run home 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 Chili
Put my P up on her head like that is reppin' Philly
And I wheelie in that pussy like my Meek Milly
On my way to meet
drafting up the deep deep dealies
I got rich decided that ain't 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 just can't get
Fuck, the jig is up, bitch

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

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