Luyện nghe bài hát Boing Boing

Z-E-R-O-S, that's
I pay way too for my flights
I pay way too much on my
I'm just too cool for these hoes
Someone just hand me my phone
So I can get into my zone
just leave me alone
I'm way too lit for this
All I ever wanted was a of 100's
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 people see it
Steppin' out the wagon, it's 200
Bright red paint, got it lookin' like a
what you get from a hard day of trappin'
I'm lit, man, it's all [?]
that shit sound familiar?
Lame-ass rhymes these rap dudes
trust y'all, I stay live, familiar, knock down walls
Nigga, break down the pillars, to the ceiling
Hands in the air, that wealth, throw them bands everywhere
shittin' on royalty
Suck this dick, baby, I'ma gold in your hair

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Welcome to the land of the
Welcome to the of the slave
Run up in your house while you
What's the to the muhfuckin' safe?
Niggas goin' from the to the grave
You fucked around and stumbled in the cave
'Bout to go unchained
do anything to get backstage
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ain't everything, but Pops taught me how to stack green 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 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,
Myers, Jamie Lee, huh?
Freddie in your dreams, huh?
Load up clips and make a scene,
They lies on the screen, black and gold everything
We going crazy, we jump around marines
We rage the machine, nigga, we the kings
You
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