Luyện nghe bài hát Dresser (Lil Boy)

.454, I up on niggas, I tell 'em lets get it
Niggas they on Twitter, you niggas you know you gon get it
Benjamin Franklin, know that I keep it 100
Got me a new clip for my .223 and that hold a hundred
I'm in the hood, I got me a check and I don't want no Nike's
Bitches, they suckin', and fuckin', they do 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 talkin' no Vicodin
Over 1 mil in this room, bitch, I kinda sound a Pisces
Lil bitch you 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, suck my dick" oh

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 on the dresser
Teresea, I'm tired of lookin' bae, I'm into you, rear
Make a money, leave a little on the dresser
Make a little money, 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 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 clap on me while I at mans, woah
Got I ain't even wore yet
Half a pound of gas I smoke yet
Traphouse filled up with
Used to give my living super big lots
In a club with some flip-flops
Thought it's the time, it's not
Got a lotta on my crib, nigga
Bout to put motherfucker in a tint shop, ooh

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

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

I'm bout to these niggas what they ask for
I used to have to argue my land lord
Yea, my is Tity Boi
Bitch have at least a handful
All my cribs came with a pool
Used to stash work in my
Young 6'5" with the
If you don't watch then you need to turn to Tennessee
I pull up in this bitch in a
Front grill looking like it's (it is)
Put some stacks on your head boy (lil boy)
Yeah they 'bout to call you the (lil boy)
Pussy nigga gonna a tampon (lil boy)
Put rifle in a handgun (lil boy)
a bankroll on me, nigga (nigga)
By the time I eat some I got bands on
All my cars I put rims on 'em
I done down, no end zone
All that do is run her mouth, nigga
On the right but that bitch got a phone (hello)
Man she got 100 acres
Enough for me to put a couple Benz's on
And I pop me a perc
I might fuck that bitch my Timbs on
(True)