Luyện nghe bài hát Box In Hand (Remix)

Get all my peoples, get all my headphones
All of em
Lay em a death
Ah, yo, show it off, kid, em, what, what
Let em it, bust it, hey yo, hey yo

wine, who want to win mine
Shorty get a for floatin
the richest, huh
Flexed out, style
crimi-nal pen pal kidnapped Loud, jetted the
Mosyin, posin for niggas up in Poland
Rollin wax museum, G 'em
Them richest bless this
Like cut VVS's
Slide the hatchback, black finessing this
Them niggas over know, Gazelle goggles
And them Lottos, 88 style, bottles (bottles)
Scenario rap, rap imperial, (uh, yo yo, yo, yo)
Murderin' cats is that real

Yo do me somethin word to Michelob peep the Land Rov'
Sleeper hold club faggots lay dome on a stove
It's space kid, the whole world is pitch black, granola rap
Dough got famous team, walked up in Fotomat
down, numerous rounds, boots is brown
Getaway driver, white bitch from out of town
We love races shakin Jakes and high-speed chases
Porno stations, drinkin violations, nations
90 minute tapes, instrumental breaks
Bangin earaches, lay my verse in two takes
The speaker pops, the rifle's in the kitchen
Murder the DJ's twitchin, woofer hissin

Yo, he's strong armin, manipulatin niggas, scrapin
play from niggas, hate fakin niggas, yo you hear me?
The whole like wrestling
What you dare me? Back the up kid, we flexin