Luyện nghe bài hát Dance

Rich gang, YSL 2 on
I to God I'mma ride and die for my niggas till I'm dead
Skeeted off in a Bentley, getting trailed by a
told you best, y'all shit's fucking block it
I ain't playing a with my quarter
wanna fuck, that bankroll fatter than a whopper
Young motherfuckin'
He rich pop the collar impostor
Work on me a disaster, big blunt like a rasta
Big JJ walked in bitch with a K with hundred round drum on it
Drop on it, if my nigga get caught, I got some on it
I'm eating nigga, Chee Chung on it
Yeah, on me, chain on me
And I'mma let a J get the on it
My jeweler blinding me, me
Ho yeah I'm B, shining B
Just a diamond
Yeah I'm that fishscale, like a salmon
Bae I could you to Switzerland like Yah Mon
And all of your spots beating like alpine

Do your fucking
Do your fucking, do your fucking, do your fucking
Do your fucking, do your fucking, do fucking dance
Do your fucking, do fucking, do your fucking dance

Do fucking dance
Do your fucking, do your fucking, do fucking dance
Do your fucking, do your fucking, do fucking dance
Do your fucking, do your fucking, do your dance

Wash that lil' and bring it to me
Jump in water just like a little fish
You I'm streets
And I might catch a body week
Pull up, your head off, for show
I heard you tried boys oh no and so
Bitch I got white like Santa Claus, I'm
May howing my summer hoe, oh oh
I do not judge your Jesus (I got my own)
You might be bool if you not to me
I keep it in the street
accept your apology
That's my girl
She down with Thugger and I'mma give her the world
I ain't gone never stop until you in Thugger
I'll marry you right inside this club, no and girls