Luyện nghe bài hát Boy

I be up, parking lot stunting, boy
dollar jeans full of hundreds, boy
Nigga we ain't bout nothing, boy
with me getting money

I pulled up, lot stunt, boy
Thousand dollar jeans of hundreds, boy
Nigga we ain't worried nothing, boy
Everybody with me money

I'm a boss stacking all this
My stay full of new hundreds
My trap house still numbers
Show you how to turn into something
I pull up to the scene, like "Bibby what you on?"
Got the chrome, one up in the dome, play I'll get you
Money on my phone, so I that bitch hold on
Put the business first, see what the hoes on
Young nigga stunting, walking with this gold on
I would flood the block but I tryna get told on
Niggas dissing, acting like women
Hey but we ain't really tripping cause we got some to piss in nigga

Pulled up, lot stunting, boy
dollar jeans full of hundreds, boy
Nigga we worried bout nothing, boy
Everybody with me getting

I pulled up, lot stunt, boy
Thousand jeans full of hundreds, boy
Nigga we worried bout nothing, boy
Everybody me getting money

we pull up as the shit and go get your bitch's attention
She wishing her and my could have a head on collision
My guarder number one, we be in your direction
get permission from me, they gon' turn her with no ignition
King, Styrofoam for the lean
15, 30 grand in my jeans
And when I'm seen on the scene, obscene
And a vert so clean, a million dollar chain
Ask that ho who run it, they go yelling out our
Hustle bang green bitch, all we know is bank rolls
Get dough when the close, and there ain't no
Stopping, our feet kicked up you can't go
They can't paint no picture no
Fuck with us, havoc, bring terror
No there ain't no nigga like us in your
up, sucker like no he motherfucking didn't

Pulled up, lot stunt, boy
Thousand jeans full of hundreds, boy
Nigga we worried bout nothing, boy
Everybody with me money

I pulled up, lot stunt, boy
Thousand jeans full of hundreds, boy
Nigga we ain't bout nothing, boy
Everybody me getting money, boy

Grind so hard I ain't slept in four
Niggas hating on the bench, they get no play
gon hate, everything OK
Young from the streets getting money both ways
And we get that drop shit, straight from the tropics
I rerock it, to double up them profits
Catch me on E block, now I'm the D cop
Word around town Lil Bibby got the streets
Niggas mean mugging, so I got the cocked
timbs nigga, we don't do the Reebok
My boys on bullshit, boy
Just watch, show you how to do this shit, boy

up, parking lot stunt, boy
Thousand dollar jeans of hundreds, boy
Nigga we ain't worried nothing, boy
Everybody with me getting