Luyện nghe bài hát Dope Dealer

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

[Verse 3: Ross]
DC, M

Say my and bitch I gotta grant your wish (BOSS!)
fingers, 30 K
You drop that brick (drop that brick)
Philly brothers, sometimes they me Ock! (call me Ock!)
I pray to God, everyday I my top (Thank you Lord!)
man, with me and the Lord Meek
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 push that
On the corner Pac-Man Jones, these niggas don't nothin'
You wanna fuck wit a dope dealer? Or keep fuckin' them broke
My deal like A.I.'s
We drink Belaire St. Ides