Luyện nghe bài hát Dope Dealer

[Intro: Meek
three types of niggas in life
Niggas that it happen
Niggas that it happen
And niggas that don't know what the fuck is going on
one...
[Verse 1: Meek
I got all these bad bitches
Waves on swim, surfin'
I don't wanna yall niggas me
Broke make me nervous
Shawty said she want paper
Pop pussy she workin'
Damn, a finally famous
by the Benz, I'm swervin' (SKR SKR!, SKR! SKR!)
Fuck rap, I sell swag
She me 'cause she know i got that Chanel tag
She fuck me and she gone get that swag
Her boyfriend like, "Where you get Chanel bag?"
55 hundo, pop green, and I
Rondo
Catch me, North-South, a dime ho
up, but I'm like keep calm ho
I go, make a million here, million
All of my niggas, we really in
Got a bad bitch, and she straight the hood
But she like a foreign, brazilian hair
And I'm her remi
I bust like a semi, yo (BA BA!)
I get your girl
You hatin' all on me, you (HA HA!)
I ride in my in a Bently like it's a Crown Vic (SKR SKR!)
These bitches is
You niggas is
We
Whatchu
(Haah?)
[Hook: Meek
fuck with a dope dealer?
Or keep them broke niggas?
And I fuck with you ho niggas (NAH!)
Rollie yellow like Simpson
dope, nigga!
[Verse 2: Minaj]
I got all these 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'
Wetter a lake, that's Ricki!
Pop pussy she Nicki
She want me cause she see me in Aventador
Pull up on the so crazy, I done bent the door
Bad bitch wanna it, I lent it to her
her bust that pussy open in Singapore
30 million though, Forbes
Out in Philly in a condo, shit
Now they call me Oprah; Harpo
In the rockin' polo, Marco
Millionaires, do leers
No, they can't see me, they're my peers
Fruits of my labor, go get me my
Cause you're outta your element; I am fear
So go get off my testicle, my decimal, bitch!
up my resumé, I'm upper echelon rich
Them is out and we throwing 'em up like we sick
My clothing line is out in stores and I'm sipping a Myx, bitch!

[Verse 3: Ross]
DC, M

Say my name and bitch I gotta grant your (BOSS!)
fingers, 30 K
You better that brick (drop that brick)
Philly brothers, sometimes call 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 Broad Street
"Sal" Magluta, "Willy"
Flamboyant dough boy, Al Capone (ROZAY!)
From Monte to Los Muchachos
My not talking tacos
This jewelry once, a nigga push that button
On the corner Pac-Man Jones, niggas 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 St. Ides