Luyện nghe bài hát Dirty Shoes

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

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

Okay if you seen her 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
Yeah Balenciaga, the first whip
My niggas me CVS, I keep the syrup with me
Purple Act, kush, purple percs nigga
I Fear of God by the jeans, with the skirts nigga
I wore Balmain way before church niggas
I Chanel 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 look
I got thirty new bitches like I'm
Bought the Rolls Royce and came through swerving
I wiped my dick off with the Rolls Royce curtains
Yeah, I can't do nothin' with the bitch, know she stalkin'
Wrapped a million up, ain't of my niggas starvin'
Rolly-polly with TEC-9, the carbon
Couple they ménage à trois-in'

I done had my trunk for the whole (for the whole engine)
I'm tryna see if my can fit a whole million (a whole million)
Niggas be plottin', the I tote a semi (tote a semi)
YSL my partners, we back to back in these (YSL)
You you stealin' my drip,
I'ma need a (I'ma need a percentage)
Just got some head your bitch,
I ain't even hit it (I ain't even wanna hit it)
Mix red with this Act,
I feel like like a (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)
Walked inside of Saks and a quarter (spent a quarter)
Ride on the back of your ho like a (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 states and on a world tour (world tour)
racks, I came a long way from Diadoras (Diadoras)

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

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