Luyện nghe bài hát Dirty Shoes

Yeah, yeah
Gucci bag for my shoes, look dirty
Gucci bag for my shoes, look dirty
Yeah,
My nigga Wheezy, you what I'm sayin'

I can't do nothin' with that bitch, the way she
Wrapped a million up, ain't none of my starvin'
Rolly-polly with TEC-9, the carbon
Couple hoes they ménage à me
Gucci bag for my shoes, look 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

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

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

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

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

Gucci bag for my shoes, 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 Rolls curtains
Yeah, I can't do nothin' with the bitch, just she stalkin'
Wrapped a million up, ain't none of my starvin'
with that TEC-9, the carbon
Couple hoes ménage à trois-in'