Luyện nghe bài hát Dirty Shoes

Yeah, slime
Gucci bag for my shoes, they look
bag for my shoes, they look dirty
Yeah,
My nigga Wheezy, you know what I'm

I can't do with that bitch, the way she flodgin'
a million up, ain't none of my dogs starvin'
Rolly-polly that TEC-9, the carbon
Couple they ménage à trois me
bag for my shoes, they look dirty
I got new bitches like I'm Curry
Bought the Rolls Royce and came Bleveland swerving
I just wiped my dick off with the Royce curtains

Okay if you her with me you know she workin'
I just spent a quarter mil on purses
I have never settled for a that swerves me
Oh yeah, oh
Balenciaga, triple-S the first whip
My niggas call me CVS, I keep the syrup me
Purple Act, purple kush, purple nigga
I tote of God by the jeans, with the skirts nigga
I Balmain way before your church niggas
I know personal work, Celia
I know, I'm the GOAT, I
All four my pockets got the Klumps, I'm Eddie

Gucci bag for my shoes, they dirty
I got thirty new bitches I'm Curry
Bought the Rolls and came through Bleveland swerving
I just wiped my dick off with the Rolls Royce
Yeah, I can't do nothin' with the bitch, just know she
Wrapped a million up, ain't none of my starvin'
Rolly-polly with that TEC-9, the
hoes they ménage à trois-in'

I done had my trunk for the whole (for the whole engine)
I'm tryna see if my pockets can fit a million (a whole million)
Niggas be plottin', the reason I a semi (tote a semi)
YSL my partners, we back to in these Bentleys (YSL)
You you stealin' my drip,
I'ma need a percentage (I'ma a percentage)
got some head from your bitch,
I ain't even hit it (I ain't even wanna hit it)
Mix Hi-Tech red this Act,
I like like a chemist (feel like like a chemist)
Pop a jaw to dome, bring it back, yeah slatt business (slatt)
was the first to take me 'cross the border ('cross the border)
Walked inside of and spent a quarter (spent a quarter)
Ride on the back of ho like a spoiler (I'm a spoiler)
Young Gun' wanna a goat, in order (in that order)
Me and Buggalo 'bout to go to Bora (Bora Bora)
Rode the four door and it had my voice hoarse (voice hoarse)
Went to fifty and back on a world tour (world tour)
racks, I came a long way from Diadoras (Diadoras)

I made one of my bitches take my other bitch some paper out in LA
Yeah, I just one of my girls
take my other some paper out in LA
me got me to too, wait 'til I arrive
Told me her too, wait 'til I arrive, yeah
Oh my god, mob ties (hey)

Gucci bag for my shoes, they dirty
I got new bitches like I'm Curry
the Rolls Royce and came through Bleveland swerving
I just wiped my dick off with the Rolls Royce
Yeah, I can't do nothin' the bitch, just know she stalkin'
Wrapped a million up, ain't none of my dogs
Rolly-polly that TEC-9, the carbon
hoes they ménage à trois-in'