Luyện nghe bài hát Driving 88

[Verse 1: Fresh]
Yeah ok I heard these hoes lookin, rockie who they for
What that doin, out here tryin get his dough
I say they see it so they call this shit my picture flow
Never been abusive but call me mr. hit the ho
I'm smashing when she twerkin, got lil momma
And she say she not a ho she felt I was deservin
She saw me up on twitter wait to meet in person
Now she tell me I'm the bomb I need and a turban
I'm about to blow up I tell my haters
My shoe connection gotta be a racks at least
It's big on my table tell my lawyers feast
If you ain't talkin big business don't even speak

At high key I a fuck about a hater they be laughing at me now
I'm out getting paper

I'm
Feeling good feeling great. lota and turns but I got my paper straight
On the road to the riches driving 88, with a couple bad bitches 88

Me and my niggas can't wait, we tryin to get a meal for every digit on our
On the road to the riches driving 88, a couple bad bitches driving 88

2:]
Ok I'm hied up baped out swag then the little wayne
got no stripes on but dam I'm so official
If I ever got some drama I send to come and get you
He a shark town nigger all the way down to the
When shut out my homie casey got these on the d-low
I'm ballin I feel jordan when he hit that shot on e-low like
Robin I'm on my hustle you shook up like brown
The kush is jas I'm takin off from the freethrow
I'm just tryina get my cut. choppa it down
Watch me throw some money up and these bitches hit the
I'm

Feeling good feeling great. lota twists and turns but I got my straight
On the road to the riches driving 88, with a couple bad driving 88

Me and my niggas can't wait, we tryin to get a meal for digit on our plate
On the road to the riches driving 88, with a couple bad bitches 88

[Verse 3: Casey
Like uhh aw man. straight body. my new flows me of 12 guage shottys
I love when show promoters me I get payed shortly
It make my face light up I feel like orie
When he hit that that made the headlines in the paper runnin 10
For my city like kobe do the lakers I'm mobbin at my pace
Drivin 88 surviving in my city like a rap with j
You got a couple thousand my nigga baby weight
Peas and carrots we da business like babies say
million dollars bad hoes holla
Get my straight and get rid of all the imposters

I'm
Feeling good feeling great. lota and turns but I got my paper straight
On the road to the riches 88, with a couple bad bitches driving 88

Me and my can't wait, we tryin to get a meal for every digit on our plate
On the road to the riches driving 88, with a bad bitches driving 88