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 what I'm sayin'

I do nothin' 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 hoes they à trois me
Gucci bag for my shoes, look dirty
I got thirty new bitches like I'm
Bought the Rolls Royce and came through swerving
I just wiped my dick off with the Rolls Royce

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

bag for my shoes, they look dirty
I got thirty new bitches I'm Curry
Bought the Rolls Royce and through Bleveland swerving
I just wiped my off with 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 TEC-9, the carbon
hoes they ménage à trois-in'

I done had my trunk for the 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 tote a (tote a semi)
YSL my partners, we back to in these Bentleys (YSL)
You niggas you my drip,
I'ma need a percentage (I'ma a percentage)
Just got some from your bitch,
I even wanna hit it (I ain't even wanna hit it)
Mix red with this Act,
I like 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 me 'cross the border ('cross the border)
Walked of Saks 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 'bout to go to Bora Bora (Bora Bora)
Rode the four Porsche and it had my voice hoarse (voice hoarse)
Went to fifty states and back on a world (world tour)
Hundred racks, I came a long way from (Diadoras)

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

Gucci bag for my shoes, look dirty
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 nothin' with the bitch, just she stalkin'
a million up, ain't none of my dogs starvin'
Rolly-polly with that TEC-9, the
Couple hoes they à trois-in'