Luyện nghe bài hát Drop

My Mazeradi and like to chill with my Mercedes
See my Bentley, what I got when my two Phantoms had a
I'm not crazy, why you lazy? I get so politely
Fuck you, pussy nigga, pay me my do 'bout 280

I sellin', heard you tellin', thought you killin' while you
you dealin' while you chillin', you ain't ballin' with a million
God me super rich, the devil made you stupid, bitch
You could be just like me if you quit with all stupid shit

Why you actin' now you must want go see God now?
The same niggas you were beefin' with are up in your now
If you bout to run dogg, I guess you better now
Forgot to your gun so you got to use your heart now

It's to get rich but it ain't shit to go to hell
hard to sell dope but it ain't shit to go to jail
It's hard to keep it real but it ain't shit for you to
I smoked so of this that I can't even hide the smell

So
Drop, drop,
Now
Drop, drop,

We marijuana farmers, all our rides look like
Tell the pretty girls to pull they out and dance for us
You don't need a Gym Class, crack like Slim
Take a hit and a fuckin' hundred pounds quick fast

Snow cone with a on and deep off or chain off
My blunt goin' kick the off, we never take the game off
Find a hater, sign a hater, let him see my
Hundreds in my refrigerator, now they know we gettin'
Find a hater, a hater, let him see my elevator
Hundreds in my refrigerator, now they know we gettin'

Pullin' coupes and escalators, enemies on
Million dollar generators, 90 investigators
For flashy cars, the prison bars, trois
The playin' I swear it's hard, now drop

Now
Drop, drop,
Now
Drop, drop,