Luyện nghe bài hát Dope Dealer

[Intro: Meek
There's three of niggas in life
Niggas that make it
Niggas watch it happen
And that don't even know what the fuck is going on
one...
[Verse 1: Mill]
I got all these bad bitches
on swim, shit surfin'
I don't wanna yall niggas me
Broke niggas make me
Shawty said she that paper
Pop pussy she workin'
Damn, a nigga finally
Rari by the Benz, I'm (SKR SKR!, SKR! SKR!)
rap, I might sell swag
She want me she know 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
up, but I'm like keep calm ho
I go, a million here, million there
All of my niggas, we really in
Got a bad bitch, and she from the hood
But she look like a foreign, hair
And I'm grabbin' her
I bust like a semi, yo (BA BA!)
I get your pregnant
You hatin' all on me, you (HA HA!)
I in my hood in a Bently like it's a Crown Vic (SKR SKR!)
bitches is choosin'
You is losin'
We
expect?
(Haah?)
[Hook: Meek
Wanna with a dope dealer?
Or keep fuckin' broke niggas?
And I don't fuck with you ho (NAH!)
Rollie like Homer Simpson
dope, nigga!
[Verse 2: Minaj]
I got all these dope dealers
Cut the up, they surgeons
I want y'all bitches 'round me
Whack bitches make me 'em
Imported rug, Persian
One up and we swervin'
Wetter than a lake, Ricki!
Pop pussy like she
She want me she see me in that Aventador
Pull up on the so crazy, I done bent the door
Bad bitch wanna borrow it, I it to her
Make her bust that pussy in Singapore
30 though, Forbes 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 you're outta your I am your fear
So go get off my testicle, my decimal, bitch!
Check up my resumé, I'm upper rich
Them is out and we throwing '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 gotta grant your (BOSS!)
fingers, 30 K
You better drop that (drop that brick)
Philly brothers, 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 down Broad
"Sal" Magluta, "Willy"
Flamboyant boy, talkin' Al Capone (ROZAY!)
From Monte to Los Muchachos
My not talking tacos
This jewelry tampered once, a nigga 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