Luyện nghe bài hát Dope Dealer

[Intro: Meek
three types of niggas in life
Niggas make it happen
that watch it happen
And niggas that even know what the fuck is going on
one...
[Verse 1: Meek
I got all these bad twerkin'
Waves on swim, shit
I don't wanna yall niggas me
Broke make me nervous
Shawty said she want paper
Pop pussy she workin'
Damn, a finally famous
Rari by the Benz, I'm (SKR SKR!, SKR! SKR!)
Fuck rap, I sell swag
She want me 'cause she i got that Chanel tag
She fuck me and she get that Chanel swag
Her boyfriend like, "Where you get that bag?"
55 hundo, pop green, and I
Like
Catch me, North-South, with a ho
Turnt up, but I'm like keep ho
I go, a million here, million there
All of my niggas, we in here
Got a bad bitch, and she straight from the
But she look like a foreign, hair
And I'm grabbin' her
I bust like a semi, yo (BA BA!)
I get girl pregnant
You all on me, you sick (HA HA!)
I ride in my hood in a Bently like it's a Vic (SKR SKR!)
These is choosin'
You niggas is
We
Whatchu
(Haah?)
[Hook: Mill]
Wanna fuck a dope dealer?
Or fuckin' them broke niggas?
And I don't fuck with you ho (NAH!)
Rollie like Homer Simpson
dope, nigga!
[Verse 2: Nicki
I got all dope dealers serving
Cut the work up, they
I don't want y'all 'round me
Whack make me curve 'em
Imported rug, that's
One wheel up and we
Wetter than a lake, Ricki!
Pop pussy like she
She me cause she see me in that Aventador
Pull up on the curb so crazy, I done the door
Bad wanna borrow it, I lent it to her
Make her bust that pussy in Singapore
30 million though, list
Out in in a condo, boss shit
Now they call me Young Oprah;
In the rockin' polo, Marco
Millionaires, never do
No, they can't see me, never my peers
of my labor, go get me my pears
Cause you're outta your element; I am your
So go get off my testicle, my decimal, bitch!
up my resumé, I'm upper echelon rich
Them bikes is out and we 'em up like we sick
My clothing line is out in them stores and I'm a Myx, bitch!

[Verse 3: Rick
DC, M

Say my name and bitch I grant your wish (BOSS!)
fingers, 30 K
You better drop brick (drop that brick)
brothers, sometimes they call me Ock! (call me Ock!)
I pray to God, I drop my top (Thank you Lord!)
Humble man, with me and the Lord
I'm the shit, coming Broad Street
"Sal" Magluta, "Willy"
dough boy, talkin' Al Capone (ROZAY!)
From Carlo to Los Muchachos
My Mexicanos not talking
This jewelry tampered once, a nigga that button
On the corner Pac-Man Jones, these don't want nothin'
You fuck wit a dope dealer? Or keep fuckin' them broke niggas?
My sneaker like A.I.'s
We drink Belaire St. Ides