Luyện nghe bài hát Dirty Shoes

Yeah, slime
Gucci bag for my shoes, they dirty
Gucci bag for my shoes, they 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 of my dogs starvin'
with that TEC-9, the carbon
Couple hoes they à trois me
Gucci bag for my shoes, they dirty
I got thirty new like I'm Curry
Bought the Royce and came through Bleveland swerving
I just wiped my dick off with the Rolls Royce

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

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

I done had my trunk for the whole engine (for the engine)
I'm tryna see if my pockets can fit a whole (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 niggas you my drip,
I'ma need a (I'ma need a percentage)
got some head from your 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 your dome, bring it back, yeah slatt (slatt)
Slime was the first to take me 'cross the ('cross the border)
Walked inside of Saks and a quarter (spent a quarter)
Ride on the back of ho like a spoiler (I'm a spoiler)
Young wanna a goat, in that order (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 fifty states and back on a world (world tour)
Hundred racks, I came a long way Diadoras (Diadoras)

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

Gucci bag for my shoes, look dirty
I got new bitches like I'm Curry
Bought the Rolls Royce and through Bleveland swerving
I just wiped my dick off the Rolls Royce curtains
Yeah, I can't do nothin' with the bitch, just she stalkin'
Wrapped a million up, ain't of my dogs starvin'
Rolly-polly that TEC-9, the carbon
Couple hoes ménage à trois-in'