Luyện nghe bài hát Drug Dealers Anonymous (M.W.P. Remix)

Valentino summers and wave
Chains on my niggas like slave
Drug dealers
How many Madonnas can that Mazda
My brick talk is more obvious, it's ominous
Garages, the phantom, ghouls, and goblins
mohawk the collection I'm Dennis Rodman
The money count is the only moment of
Cause hush balances all this drugs and violence
Hat under my mattress
Date I still has an asterisk after it
After all I can make a
I can a brick
As I wash away my sins a catholic
Who the fuck mastered this
America's nightmare's in
Children of a lesser God when your got a tint
And I can't even what I sent or what I spent
Cause my name in 18 wheelers is
I put my boos in cruise collections
Life's a
A to Z on her shoe collection, take pick
in full like '86, Gs on my body
The new Gucci has monograms, God's got him
Let he without sin the first stone
So I built that all glass quad level home
all of your misconceptions
Hold all of missing weapons
You I would miss my blessing
The misdirection ya

Your husband was drug
For 14 he sold crack cocaine

Federico Fellini in the
Tacchini inside his mesh
Bitch I been since the '80s
Google me baby, you
'89 in pull the Benz up
Type it in, your friend bruh
14-year dealer and still counting
Who the medal of freedom is my accountant
He been hula hooping through loop holes, working around
IRS should've had the surrounded
Thanks to the
I the foyer
I tore the up
Yeah, that's for Koi
We dining on oysters
I walk though the garage it's multiple choices
I 'em pull the Royce up
I'm ghost, I'm hearing noises
I think it's the boys, but I been banking at
We got storefronts, we got employee
We been studios and 40/40s up
The trail is gorgeous
Cases we 'em
Before Reasonable Doubt dropped, the jury
bling
Every time I come around your city bling
My tenure me through Virginia
Ask Teddy Riley me
Ask the 'bout me
Tried to build a around me
my nigga Emory up
Tried to get him to tell me
He 12, "Gimme 12"
He told to go to hell about me
dealers anonymous
Y'all think Uber's the future, our been autonomous
Mules move the drums, take 'em to different
We just call the shots by simply moving our
I'm a course of miracles with shit
Nothing real can be threatened, nothing exists
Herein lies the of God
I always I was a prophet, but I couldn't find a decent job
made me ambidextrous
Countin' with my right, whipping' with my left wrist
Daaaaaaaamn
FBI bringing them all white vans through