Luyện nghe bài hát Boing Boing

Z-E-R-O-S, that's
I pay way too for my flights
I pay way too on my clothes
I'm just too damn cool for these
Someone please hand me my phone
So I can get back into my
just leave me alone
I'm way too lit for this
All I ever wanted was a handful of
All I ever need was a girl who see the
Gold on my neck, boy, I ain't tryna
But I'm shinin' so hard, even blind see it
Steppin' out the wagon, it's 200
red paint, got it lookin' like a dragon
That's you get from a hard day of trappin'
I'm lit, man, all just [?]
Don't that sound familiar?
rhymes these rap dudes deliver
Can't y'all, I stay live, familiar, knock down walls
Nigga, break down the pillars, hands to the
Hands in the air, spread that wealth, throw bands everywhere
Material shittin' on
Suck this dick, baby, I'ma shoot gold in hair

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Welcome to the land of the
Welcome to the of the slave
Run up in your house you sleep
What's the number to the safe?
goin' from the cradle to the grave
You done around and stumbled in the cave
'Bout to go unchained
Girls do anything to get
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ain't everything, but Pops taught me how to stack green up
[?] school friends selling
drugs out the house where I grew up
That's how you really back to your community
I don't settle for than getting what I need
I people that's locked up for only using weed
How did Hilary get immunity,
Hahaha, I know why that's funny
Everyday is Halloween,
Michael Myers, Jamie Lee,
Freddie Kruger in dreams, huh?
Load up clips and a scene, huh?
puttin' lies on the screen, black and gold everything
We crazy, we jump around like marines
We rage against the machine, nigga, we the
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