Luyện nghe bài hát Dope Dealer

[Intro: Mill]
three types of niggas in life
Niggas make it happen
Niggas that watch it
And niggas that don't even what the fuck is going on
one...
[Verse 1: Mill]
I got all these bad twerkin'
Waves on swim, shit
I don't wanna yall 'round me
Broke niggas me nervous
Shawty said she want that
Pop pussy she workin'
Damn, a finally famous
by the Benz, I'm swervin' (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
me, North-South, with a dime ho
Turnt up, but I'm keep calm ho
I go, make a million here, million
All of my niggas, we really in
Got a bad bitch, and she straight from the
But she look like a foreign, hair
And I'm grabbin' her
I like a semi, yo bitch (BA BA!)
I get your pregnant
You all on me, you sick (HA HA!)
I in my hood in a Bently like it's a Crown Vic (SKR SKR!)
These bitches is
You niggas is
We
Whatchu
(Haah?)
[Hook: Mill]
Wanna fuck with a dealer?
Or fuckin' them broke niggas?
And I fuck with you ho niggas (NAH!)
yellow like Homer Simpson
dope, nigga!
[Verse 2: Nicki
I got all these dope dealers
Cut the work up, surgeons
I don't want y'all 'round me
Whack bitches me curve 'em
Imported rug, Persian
One wheel up and we
than a lake, that's Ricki!
Pop pussy like she
She want me cause she see me in Aventador
Pull up on the so crazy, I done bent the door
Bad bitch borrow it, I lent it to her
Make her bust that pussy open in
30 million though, list
Out in in a condo, boss shit
Now they call me Oprah; Harpo
In the rockin' polo, Marco
Millionaires, never do
No, they can't see me, never my peers
Fruits of my labor, go get me my
Cause outta your element; I am your fear
So go get off my testicle, my decimal, bitch!
up my resumé, I'm upper echelon rich
Them bikes is out and we throwing 'em up we sick
My clothing line is out in them and I'm sipping a Myx, bitch!

[Verse 3: Ross]
DC, M

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