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 cool for these hoes
Someone please just hand me my
So I can get into my zone
Everyone leave me alone
I'm just way too lit for
All I wanted was a handful of 100's
All I ever was a girl who could see the
Gold on my neck, boy, I ain't flex
But I'm shinin' so hard, even people see it
out the wagon, it's 200 thousand
Bright red paint, got it like a dragon
That's 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, down the pillars, hands to the ceiling
Hands in the air, spread that wealth, throw them bands
shittin' on royalty
Suck this dick, baby, I'ma shoot gold in your

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