Luyện nghe bài hát Don Pablo

Bitches me Don Pablo
Louis Vutton
Photos with my low
Strapped I go
I know, I know, I know, I know, I

in the bando
Rolling up in
Toe tag and brag about it now you John Doe
If you need a joint the point, Rondo
out in Cali, El Segundo
Left your momma with her mind blown
a trip to Cabo
Nigga got work, now he think he El Chapo
Masked up, hoodie low creeping through your slow
Tryna a lick, we could split, get the nachos
Swerving off the Henny but I'm watching out for
Thinking of them I was stressing in the box bro
Chiefing tanto , only afford McDonald's, OJ
I'm in the Bronco, me and
Spanish buy and cilantro, el guapo
I only count to quatro, coco for nostril
everywhere I walk I make the whole block glow
Fly young nigga to it, bet your pops know
Hottest in my city, all the and the cops know
my nigga Gato, my jeans used to be Paco
Baby mother Spanish nigga, in love with tacos
I was in up in Liv, me and Capo
Mad under in the building, I did not know
I come from the that's famous for the Apollo
When you money, even famous bitches swallow
Hit it from a DM, I ain't even to follow
Rosé to the face, I never passed the bottle
I'm always sick, I don't never need a doc
2DopeBoy, I'm always looking I got coke

Bitches me Don Pablo
Vutton poncho
Photos my eyes low
Strapped I go
I know, I know, I know, I know, I
I know, I know, I know, I know, I
call me Don Pablo
Louis Vutton
with my eyes low
Strapped I go
Nigga got work, now he think he El Chapo
Nigga got some work, now he think he El

I know, I know, I know, I know, I
I know, I know, I know, I know, I
I know, I know, I know, I know, I
I know, I know, I know, I know, I
I know, I know, I know, I know, I
I know, I know, I know, I know, I
call me Don Pablo