Luyện nghe bài hát Dirty Shoes

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

I do nothin' with that bitch, the way she flodgin'
Wrapped a million up, none of my dogs starvin'
Rolly-polly that TEC-9, the carbon
Couple hoes they ménage à me
Gucci bag for my shoes, they look
I got thirty new bitches like I'm
Bought the Rolls and came through Bleveland swerving
I just wiped my dick off with the Rolls curtains

Okay if you seen her with me you she workin'
Okay I spent 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 keep the syrup me
Act, purple kush, purple percs nigga
I Fear of God by the jeans, with the skirts nigga
I wore way before your church niggas
I know Chanel personal work,
I know, I'm the GOAT, I
All four my got the Klumps, I'm Eddie Murphy

Gucci bag for my shoes, they look
I got thirty new bitches I'm Curry
Bought the Rolls Royce and came through swerving
I just wiped my dick off the Rolls Royce curtains
Yeah, I can't do with the bitch, just know she stalkin'
a million up, ain't none of my niggas starvin'
Rolly-polly with that TEC-9, the
hoes they ménage 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 I tote a semi (tote a semi)
YSL my partners, we to back in these Bentleys (YSL)
You you stealin' my drip,
I'ma need a (I'ma need a percentage)
got some head from your bitch,
I even wanna hit it (I ain't even wanna hit it)
Mix red with this Act,
I feel like a chemist (feel like like a chemist)
Pop a jaw to your dome, it back, yeah slatt business (slatt)
Slime was the first to take me 'cross the ('cross the border)
Walked of Saks and spent a quarter (spent a quarter)
Ride on the back of your ho 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 four door Porsche and it had my voice (voice hoarse)
to fifty states and back on a world tour (world tour)
Hundred racks, I came a long way Diadoras (Diadoras)

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

Gucci bag for my shoes, they look
I got thirty new bitches 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 with the bitch, just know she stalkin'
Wrapped a million up, ain't none of my starvin'
Rolly-polly with that TEC-9, the
Couple hoes ménage à trois-in'