Luyện nghe bài hát Dresser (Lil Boy)

.454, I up on niggas, I tell 'em lets get it
Niggas they talkin' on Twitter, you you know you gon get it
Benjamin Franklin, niggas know I keep it 100
Got me a new clip for my .223 and bitch hold a hundred
I'm still in the hood, I got me a and I don't 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
20 racks for my brother's appeal and I ain't talkin' no Vicodin
Over 1 mil in room, bitch, I kinda sound like a Pisces
Lil bitch you know I'm the bomb and 2 Chainz the light, no
Wow, these bitches excited, me and Thugger, we 'bout to up a riot
I ain't got no all week
I'm on that "bitch, my dick" diet oh

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

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

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

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

I'm bout to give these niggas they ask for
I used to have to argue with my land
Yea, my nickname is Boi
Bitch gotta have at a handful
All my came with a damn pool
Used to work in my camel
Young 6'5" with the
If you don't Atlanta then you need to turn to Tennessee
I pull up in bitch in a Phantom
Front grill looking it's dancin' (it is)
Put some stacks on 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)
a bankroll on me, nigga (nigga)
By the time I eat some bacon I got on
All my cars I done put on 'em
I done touched down, no end
All that do is run her mouth, nigga
On the right but bitch got a Sprint phone (hello)
Man she got about 100
Enough yard for me to put a couple on
And I pop me a perc
I fuck that bitch with my Timbs on
(True)