Luyện nghe bài hát Driving 88

[Verse 1: Fresh]
Yeah ok I heard hoes lookin, rockie who they lookin for
What that nigger doin, out tryin get his dough
What I say they see it so they this shit my picture flow
Never been abusive but they 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 me I'm the bomb I need ammo and a turban
I'm to blow up I tell my haters peace
My shoe gotta be a hundred racks at least
It's big business on my tell my lawyers feast
If you ain't talkin big business then even speak

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

I'm
good feeling great. lota twists and turns but I got my paper straight
On the road to the riches driving 88, 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

2:]
Ok I'm hied up baped out swag then the little wayne
Even got no 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 to the gristle
When out my homie casey got these bitches on the d-low
I'm ballin I feel like jordan when he hit that on e-low like
Robin I'm on my you shook up like brown russell
The is jas purple I'm takin off from the freethrow
I'm just tryina get my cut. chop it down
Watch me throw some money up and these bitches hit the
I'm

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

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

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

I'm
good feeling great. lota twists 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 niggas can't wait, we to get a meal for every digit on our plate
On the road to the riches 88, with a couple bad bitches driving 88