Luyện nghe bài hát Boing Boing

Z-E-R-O-S, that's
I pay way too much for my
I pay way too much on my
I'm too damn cool for these hoes
Someone please hand me my phone
So I can get into my zone
just leave me alone
I'm way too lit for this
All I wanted was a handful of 100's
All I ever need was a who could see the
Gold on my neck, boy, I tryna flex
But I'm shinin' so hard, even blind see it
out the wagon, it's 200 thousand
Bright red paint, got it lookin' like a
That's you get from a hard day of trappin'
I'm lit, man, all just [?]
Don't that shit sound
Lame-ass rhymes these rap deliver
Can't y'all, I stay live, familiar, knock down walls
Nigga, break down the pillars, to the ceiling
Hands in the air, spread that wealth, them bands everywhere
shittin' on royalty
Suck this dick, baby, I'ma shoot gold in your

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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 muhfuckin'
Niggas from the cradle to the grave
You done around and stumbled in the cave
'Bout to go Django
Girls do to get backstage
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Money ain't everything, but Pops taught me how to stack up
[?] high friends selling
drugs out the same where I grew up
That's how you really give to your community
I don't settle for less getting what I need
I know that's locked up for only using weed
How did Hilary get immunity,
Hahaha, I don't know why that's
Everyday is Halloween,
Michael Myers, Lee, huh?
Kruger in your dreams, huh?
Load up clips and make a scene,
They puttin' lies on the screen, black and everything
We going crazy, we jump around like
We rage against the machine, nigga, we the
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