Luyện nghe bài hát Dresser (Lil Boy)

.454, I pull up on niggas, I tell 'em 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 that bitch hold a
I'm still in the hood, I got me a check and I don't no Nike's
Bitches, they suckin', and fuckin', they do everything bite it
I can go slow like an old man, I can go like I got nitro
Spent 20 racks for my appeal and I ain't talkin' no Vicodin
Over 1 mil in this room, bitch, I sound like a Pisces
Lil you know I'm the bomb and 2 Chainz the light, no lightnin'
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, come home to me, yea home to me my dear
Make a money, leave a little on the dresser
Make a little money, leave a on the dresser
Teresea, I'm of lookin' bae, I'm into you, your rear
Make a little money, leave a on the dresser
Make a money, leave a little on the dresser

Ain't nothin' man, I sold it all yester'
Pull in Plaza in a motherfuckin' Tesla
Ain't no pressure when you got a extra
Put them beams on face, have 'em lookin' like freckles
Dammit man, I do not know Tar but I'm Zans
My pussy wet like it's wetting rain
bitch clap on me while I clap at mans, woah
Got Balenciaga's I even wore yet
Half a pound of gas I smoke 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, it's not
Got a windows on my crib, nigga
Bout to put motherfucker in a tint shop, ooh

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

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

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