Luyện nghe bài hát Dresser (Lil Boy)

.454, I pull up on niggas, I 'em lets get it
Niggas they talkin' on Twitter, you you know you gon get it
Benjamin Franklin, know that I keep it 100
Got me a new clip for my .223 and that bitch a hundred
I'm still in the hood, I got me a check and I 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 like I got nitro
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 up a riot
I got no pussy all week
I'm on that "bitch, suck my dick" oh

Monica, come home to me, yea 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 into you, rear
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'
Pull in Plaza in a motherfuckin' Tesla
Ain't no when you got a little extra
Put them beams on your face, have 'em lookin' like
Dammit man, I do not know Tar but I'm Zans
My bitch pussy wet like it's rain
This bitch clap on me while I clap at mans,
Got Balenciaga's I ain't wore yet
Half a pound of gas I smoke yet
filled up with Ziploc
Used to my living room super big lots
In a club with some flip-flops
Thought it's the time, it's not
Got a windows on my crib, nigga
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 little on the
a little money, leave a little on the dresser
Teresea, I'm of lookin' bae, I'm into you, your rear
a little money, leave a little on the dresser
Make a money, leave a little on the dresser

Who little 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 to have to argue with my land lord
Yea, my is Tity Boi
gotta have at least a handful
All my cribs with a damn pool
Used to stash in my camel
Young 6'5" the handle
If you watch Atlanta then you need to turn to Tennessee
I pull up in this in a Phantom
Front grill looking like dancin' (it is)
Put some on your head little boy (lil boy)
Yeah 'bout to call you the grandson (lil boy)
nigga gonna need a tampon (lil boy)
Put bullets in a handgun (lil boy)
Keep a on me, nigga (nigga)
By the time I eat bacon I got bands on
All my cars I done put on 'em
I done down, no end zone
All that do is run her mouth, nigga
On the right but that got a Sprint phone (hello)
Man she got about 100
Enough yard for me to put a Benz's on
And I pop me a perc
I fuck that bitch with my Timbs on
(True)