Luyện nghe bài hát Digital Dash

My dope in the
My in the bushes
I how to cook it
My bitch good
My good looking
My bitch good
My dope in the bushes, I how to cook it
Yeah, yeah,

I did the dash
I your bitch in the passenger
I give the a blast
I send dope to your momma though
Out in the like thermometers
You rats will never be
know I'mma kid of my word
A hustler the to the first

These bitches be the kid
They get on my motherfucking
I her my racks and they love me
I'm smokin' that pack on
Taliban on hoes
Give a Xan to these
Got em playing with they
I on the beach off the avenue
I came to your city with
I put in work it was
I on your ass in the 7 deuce
Come back on your in a six trey
Chevy, I keep 'em comin'
Fuck all these bitches I keep em'
I up right now I'm parallel
I hit your block with them
My niggas nothin' but some bangers
I sit in the with the gangsters
You don't come here 'cause it's dangerous
I be hangin' here and I'm famous
Gotta the trigger by my finger
Hit her sideways when I her
In the driveway on a
I was sideways on a
Had a stick on me, that's a
Got bitch on me gettin' murked
I up and that's confident
I boast up in a 6
Gotta Ghost and I pop shit
I'm a dope boy with that trip
I came in the game I had on me
Got big with my bag some Act on me
I'm single and and she lash on me
I told em' I'm back on my
I get focused on millions and
I just took me a trip out to
See how we came the mud and the bottom, we did it
I see how countin' this out
Bet they never gonna do it again
You see why niggas be hatin', ignorin, I'm goin' right in
I was born to get this in this life of sin
I bought up before they got my dog on again
See the fire come out the ass on the
When you say you love a do you really mean it
I was sleepin' on the floor you shoulda seen how they treat me
I pour the Actavis and pop pills so I can fight the

I did the dash
I your bitch in the passenger
I give the a blast
I send that dope to your momma
Out in the streets thermometers
You rats will never be
know I'mma kid of my word
A hustler the first to the

bitches be nagging the kid
Fuck it, it is it is
if you get hit you get hit
I forget or forgive
Told myself never
I let nobody in
Super showed out again
And we keep servin' and servin' again and again and again and again
I move the up, I'm reckless
I'm Harlem shaking through the
I might put on my next shit
I might fit you in on a Wednesday
I'm not here for no pretend
Just walked in with a that's making triple
I'm making, what an entrance
That's you know it's a body
Zone 6, they it's a body
Kirkwood, they know a body
Mexico know it's a body
Scooter in here with the
Gucci get out a problem
I might Quentin to Follies
You hate your life, be honest
I got the dash
She want a picture with all of my
that just made the last
But she too to ask
I got my foot on neck and my foot on the gas
You remind me of a quarterback, that shit is all in the
Esco and Boomin they got it on
And I got the, I got the, I got the, I got the, I

I did the digital
I fuck the on the passenger
I give the junky a
I send that dope to mama though