Luyện nghe bài hát Dirty Shoes

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

I can't do nothin' with that bitch, the way she
Wrapped a million up, ain't none of my starvin'
with that TEC-9, the carbon
Couple hoes they ménage à me
Gucci bag for my shoes, look dirty
I got thirty new bitches like I'm
Bought the Rolls Royce and through Bleveland swerving
I just my dick off with the Rolls Royce curtains

Okay if you seen her me you know she workin'
Okay I just a quarter mil on purses
I have never for a bitch that swerves me
Oh yeah, oh
Balenciaga, triple-S the first whip
My call me CVS, I keep the syrup with me
Purple Act, purple kush, purple percs
I tote Fear of God by the jeans, with the nigga
I wore 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 like I'm
Bought the Rolls Royce and came Bleveland swerving
I just wiped my dick off with the Royce curtains
Yeah, I can't do nothin' the bitch, just know she stalkin'
Wrapped a up, ain't none of my niggas starvin'
Rolly-polly with that TEC-9, the
Couple they ménage à trois-in'

I done had my for the whole engine (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 back in Bentleys (YSL)
You you stealin' my drip,
I'ma need a (I'ma need a percentage)
Just got some head from bitch,
I ain't wanna hit it (I ain't even wanna hit it)
Mix Hi-Tech red this Act,
I feel like a chemist (feel like like a chemist)
Pop a jaw to dome, bring it back, yeah slatt business (slatt)
Slime was the first to take me the border ('cross the border)
inside of Saks and spent a quarter (spent a quarter)
Ride on the back of your ho a spoiler (I'm a spoiler)
Young wanna a goat, in that order (in that order)
Me and Buggalo to go to Bora Bora (Bora Bora)
Rode the door Porsche and it had my voice hoarse (voice hoarse)
Went to states and back on a world tour (world tour)
Hundred racks, I came a way from Diadoras (Diadoras)

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

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