Luyện nghe bài hát Classic

Oh it's hot man
Meek Millys daddy

Hundred for the walkthrough Im not who you to
by wet you up, nigga thats a carpool
Spitting all this hot shit, every bar cool
in the rollie face, animated cartoon
Call me Milly I don't play that shit
Got me on my nappy braids the Maybach clique
in the wheels of fortune, Pat Sajak shit
And all I is Balmain like I made that shit
I've been, front row week
Looking like I'm in the
Sitting in the foreign leather, softer a dinner roll
Make a movie on your bitch, tell her to get a role
You she was innocent
We laughing she been a ho
up those benzos
Me yo in the friend zone
She told you I was friendzoned,
I'm in the
with a 2 point conversion
Give her that dick
She like the clip long
Uber to send your bitch nigga

I got a fever bitch, hot outside I got a fever
Feeling sick I gotta bitch
In these philly streets is
ain't respecting the youth and
The youth respecting the truth and
The 9 on me in the booth and
All I is that real shit the truth and

The money turned your bitch into a gold
The got me feeling like the old Jigga
And Jigga even told me you a cold
They ain't believe me I was
But I showed niggas and I niggas
That I dispose niggas
Went to buy a of sneaks
at the rawest dealer
Brand new tag
Haters made me mad
You get at baby momma
I'm than her baby dad
at my neck
What that cost? cash
at my bitch, she remind me of a Stacey Dash
We was selling before Kareem Biggs, Dame and Dash
Oh you you fly with your lil' dream chasin' ass?
We don't chase bitches, we chase money and [D'ussé]
Cause when you get money, the do whatever you say
Riding in a head, Phantom with the toupe
And if you're just this, then it's probably too late

I got a fever bitch, hot outside I got a fever
Feeling I gotta fever bitch
In philly streets situations is
Police ain't the youth and
The youth respecting the truth and
The Glock 9 on me in the and
All I talk is real shit the truth and

Milly
Mack
Get silly
to Philly
Come see it and direct
You it, God dammit