Luyện nghe bài hát Boi!

1:

Boy I got so many
to get paid
Wake up
to be made
Boppers know my
Boys my face
When I by,
Bet ya wave (hey!)
They feelin' my
like Dougie
But not Fresh,
D, I'm thuggin'
And boys are broadies
Got thang on me
the Chico
Young Problemz homie,
Catch me at the
Girls me love
dap me up
Haters mug
But I ain't trippin'
A playa steady
I need ya girl boy I got so many

(Boy I got so ma- boy I got so many. (WORK))

Ayy DJ play girl song
Put song on
If ya money long
Boy you betta
x2

VERSE 2: Mike

Ay boy I got so many
to get paid
24
Money to be
I off with nothing
Now I'm platinum made
Back then they want me
Now they all up in my
I ball up in the
24s and up
my Bentley big
But girls rub
They take me home
be my cuddy buddy
So I got a day and
Like Kid
I she wanna love me
She fuck me
I can take ya' away from you
Boy me
But I ain't trippin'
I said I ain't
To money on my mind to worry 'bout women (Boy)

(Boy I got so ma- boy I got so many. (WORK))

Say DJ that girl song
Put song on
If ya money long
Boy you gone

3:

Ayy the Justo,
I got so
Ya'll got
But I got
I hit the club
All the say ye-ahh.
Do it one time for the mo
Justo a
how I'm stuntin'
Hit the with a fine suga brown honey

I got so many honeys I got so guns
I got so many hundreds you got so ones
I up in the club tell a hoe to give me a some
And just because I'm stuntin' all the gimme numbers (huh)
Jump up in the whip the got so many inches
I got so many hoes cause they that I'm the business

signs on my mind
Got ya movin' Ds
Waffa five, extra Gs, 9 out the keys
'Ypnotized,
gang,
Busta
I ain't
shine
I'mma
it's time

Extra lamb like a
Wrap 'em like a egg
Beat up out the
'em to the octos
Fully fully
Shawty bout that good
Fuck around next they be with a sting ray
Jump ribbon ribbon figa yas to the lizard
Can chop you up chicken liver
ya [?] I feed it to ya
Gucci so icy nigga
Don't that familiar to ya
Wish ya would fly cause fuck around with choppas (so icy)

(Boy I got so ma- boy I got so many. (WORK))

Ayy DJ play that girl
Put song on
If ya money ain't
Boy you gone

I say I got so problems,
A ain't one
So many
So play dumb
I got so many momma you could pull work
JM if you think I'm broke you're dumb
That means that a dummy
So say a thang
I got so homies
Young Gang

Boy I get so much
'Cause I'm doing
full of cake
Poppa don't
Man her lil'
the boy J
Diamonds in my
You boys diamonds
What's the dealie
You boys is
wanna milli
Your wanna billi