Luyện nghe bài hát Dope Dealer

[Intro: Mill]
three types of niggas in life
Niggas that it happen
Niggas watch it happen
And niggas that don't know what the fuck is going on
one...
[Verse 1: Mill]
I got all these bad bitches
Waves on swim, surfin'
I don't wanna niggas 'round me
niggas make me nervous
Shawty said she that paper
Pop pussy she workin'
Damn, a finally famous
Rari by the Benz, I'm (SKR SKR!, SKR! SKR!)
Fuck rap, I might sell
She want me 'cause she know i got that tag
She fuck me and she gone get Chanel swag
Her like, "Where you get that Chanel bag?"
55 hundo, pop green, and I
Like
Catch me, North-South, a dime ho
up, but I'm like keep calm ho
I go, make a million here, there
All of my niggas, we in here
Got a bad bitch, and she straight from the
But she look like a foreign, brazilian
And I'm her remi
I bust like a semi, yo (BA BA!)
I get your pregnant
You all on me, you sick (HA HA!)
I ride in my hood in a Bently like a Crown Vic (SKR SKR!)
These is choosin'
You niggas is
We
expect?
(Haah?)
[Hook: Mill]
fuck with a dope dealer?
Or keep fuckin' broke niggas?
And I don't fuck with you ho (NAH!)
Rollie yellow like Homer
dope, nigga!
[Verse 2: Minaj]
I got all dope dealers serving
Cut the work up, surgeons
I don't want y'all bitches me
Whack bitches me curve 'em
rug, that's Persian
One up and we swervin'
than a lake, that's Ricki!
Pop like she Nicki
She want me she see me in that Aventador
Pull up on the so crazy, I done bent the door
Bad wanna borrow it, I lent it to her
Make her bust that pussy open in
30 though, Forbes list
Out in Philly in a condo, boss
Now they call me Young Oprah;
In the rockin' polo, Marco
Millionaires, never do
No, they see me, they're never my peers
of my labor, go get me my pears
Cause you're your element; I am your fear
So go get off my testicle, my decimal, bitch!
Check up my resumé, I'm upper 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 gotta your wish (BOSS!)
fingers, 30 K
You better drop that (drop that brick)
brothers, sometimes they call me Ock! (call me Ock!)
I to God, everyday I drop my top (Thank you Lord!)
Humble man, with me and the Lord
I'm the shit, coming down Street
"Sal" Magluta, "Willy"
Flamboyant dough boy, talkin' Al (ROZAY!)
From Monte Carlo to Los
My Mexicanos not talking
This jewelry tampered once, a push that button
On the corner Pac-Man Jones, these niggas don't nothin'
You fuck wit a dope dealer? Or keep fuckin' them broke niggas?
My deal like A.I.'s
We Belaire like St. Ides