Luyện nghe bài hát Dresser (Lil Boy)

.454, I pull up on niggas, I tell 'em get it
Niggas talkin' on Twitter, you niggas you know you gon get it
Franklin, niggas know that I keep it 100
Got me a new clip for my .223 and that hold a hundred
I'm still in the hood, I got me a check and I want no Nike's
Bitches, they suckin', and fuckin', do everything except bite it
I can go slow like an old man, I can go fast like I got
Spent 20 racks for my brother's appeal and I ain't talkin' no
Over 1 mil in this room, bitch, I kinda sound a Pisces
Lil bitch you know I'm the and 2 Chainz the light, no lightnin'
Wow, these bitches excited, me and Thugger, we 'bout to start up a
I ain't got no all week
I'm on "bitch, suck my dick" diet oh

Monica, come home to me, yea come home to me my
Make a little money, leave a little on the
Make a little money, a little on the dresser
Teresea, I'm tired of lookin' bae, I'm into you, your
Make a little money, leave a little on the
Make a little money, leave a on the dresser

Ain't special man, I sold it all yester'
in Phipps Plaza in a motherfuckin' Tesla
Ain't no pressure you got a little extra
Put them beams on face, have 'em lookin' like freckles
Dammit man, I do not know Tar but I'm Zans
My bitch pussy wet like it's wetting
This clap on me while I clap at mans, woah
Got I ain't even wore yet
Half a of gas I ain't smoke yet
filled up with Ziploc
Used to my living room super big lots
In a strip club some flip-flops
Thought it's the time, baby not
Got a lotta windows on my crib,
Bout to put that in a tint shop, ooh

Monica, come home to me, yea home to me my dear
Make a little money, leave a on the dresser
Make a little money, a little on the dresser
Teresea, I'm tired of lookin' bae, I'm into you, your
Make a money, leave a little on the dresser
Make a money, leave a little on the dresser

Who killed little boy, who little boy?
Rat hallways, no escape, no escape
From misery, no way out from that

I'm bout to give these what they ask for
I used to have to argue my land lord
Yea, my is Tity Boi
Bitch gotta have at a handful
All my cribs with a damn pool
to stash work in my camel
Young 6'5" with the
If you don't watch Atlanta you need to turn to Tennessee
I pull up in this bitch in a
Front grill looking it's dancin' (it is)
Put some on your head little boy (lil boy)
Yeah they 'bout to you the grandson (lil boy)
Pussy nigga gonna need a (lil boy)
Put bullets in a handgun (lil boy)
Keep a on me, nigga (nigga)
By the time I eat some bacon I got on
All my I done put rims on 'em
I done touched down, no end
All bitch do is run her mouth, nigga
On the right but that bitch got a Sprint (hello)
Man she got about 100
Enough yard for me to put a Benz's on
And I just pop me a
I fuck that bitch with my Timbs on
(True)