Luyện nghe bài hát Dirty Shoes

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

I can't do with that bitch, the way she flodgin'
Wrapped a million up, ain't none of my dogs
with that TEC-9, the carbon
Couple they ménage à trois 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 the Rolls Royce curtains

Okay if you seen her with me you she workin'
I just 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 with me
Purple Act, purple kush, purple percs
I tote of God by the jeans, with the skirts nigga
I wore Balmain way 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

bag for my shoes, they 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
Yeah, I can't do nothin' with the bitch, know she stalkin'
Wrapped a up, ain't none of my niggas starvin'
Rolly-polly that TEC-9, the carbon
Couple hoes ménage à trois-in'

I had my trunk for the whole engine (for the whole engine)
I'm tryna see if my can fit a whole million (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 you stealin' my drip,
I'ma need a (I'ma need a percentage)
Just got some head from 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, bring it back, slatt business (slatt)
Slime was the first to me 'cross the border ('cross the border)
Walked inside of Saks and a quarter (spent a quarter)
Ride on the of your ho like a spoiler (I'm a spoiler)
Young Gun' wanna a goat, in that (in that order)
Me and Buggalo 'bout to go to Bora (Bora Bora)
Rode the four door Porsche and it had my hoarse (voice hoarse)
Went to 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 girl some paper out in LA
Told me got me to too, 'til I arrive
Told me have her too, wait 'til I arrive,
Oh my god, it's mob (hey)

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