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

Valentino summers and runners
Chains on my niggas slave runners
Drug dealers
How many can that Mazda fit?
My talk is more than obvious, it's ominous
Garages, the phantom, ghouls, and goblins
Blonde the collection I'm Dennis Rodman
The money count is the only of silence
hush money balances all this drugs and violence
Hat trick under my
Date I stop still has an after it
After all I can a call
I can baptize a
As I away my sins like a catholic
Who the ain't mastered this
nightmare's in Flint
Children of a God when your melanin's got a tint
And I can't even mention what I sent or I spent
Cause my in 18 wheelers is evidence
I put my boos in cruise collections
Life's a
A to Z on her collection, take your pick
Paid in full '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 them weapons
You I would miss my blessing
The ultimate ya

Your husband was drug
For 14 years he sold cocaine

Federico in the flesh
Sergio Tacchini inside his
Bitch I been brackin' the '80s
Google me baby, you
'89 in London pull the up
it in, Google's your friend bruh
14-year dealer and still counting
Who the medal of freedom is my accountant
He hula hooping through loop holes, working around shit
IRS had the townhouses surrounded
to the lawyers
I marbled the
I tore the up
Yeah, for Koi fish
We dining on oysters
I walk though the garage like multiple choices
I 'em pull the Royce up
I'm getting ghost, I'm noises
I it's the boys, but I been banking at Deutsche
We got storefronts, we got stubs
We been opening studios and up
The trail is gorgeous
Cases we 'em
Before Reasonable dropped, the jury hung
Bling
Every time I around your city bling bling
My tenure took me Virginia
Ask Teddy 'bout me
Ask the Federalis me
Tried to a cell around me
my nigga Emory up
Tried to get him to about me
He 12, "Gimme 12"
He them to go to hell about me
Drug dealers
Y'all Uber's the future, our cars been autonomous
move the drums, take 'em to different spots
We just call the shots by simply our thumbs
I'm a course of miracles with this
Nothing real can be threatened, nothing unreal
lies the piece of God
I always I was a prophet, but I couldn't find a decent job
Life me ambidextrous
Countin' with my right, whipping' white with my wrist
Daaaaaaaamn
FBI keep bringing them all white vans