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

Valentino summers and wave
on my niggas like slave runners
Drug dealers
How many Madonnas can that Mazda
My brick talk is more than obvious, it's
Garages, the phantom, ghouls, and goblins
mohawk the collection I'm Dennis Rodman
The count is the only moment of silence
Cause hush money balances all drugs and violence
Hat trick under my
Date I still has an asterisk after it
After all I can a call
I can baptize a
As I wash 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 what I
my name in 18 wheelers is evidence
I put my boos in those cruise
a bitch
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 cast the first
So I built all glass quad level first home
Shatter all of misconceptions
all of them missing weapons
You thought I would miss my
The misdirection ya

Your was drug dealer
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
Type it in, Google's your bruh
14-year drug dealer and counting
Who deserves the medal of freedom is my
He been hula through loop holes, working around shit
IRS should've had the surrounded
Thanks to the
I the foyer
I the floor up
Yeah, for Koi fish
We been on oysters
I walk though the garage it's multiple choices
I told 'em pull the 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 opening and 40/40s up
The paper is gorgeous
Cases we 'em
Before Reasonable Doubt dropped, the jury
Bling
Every time I come around city bling bling
My took me through Virginia
Ask Riley 'bout me
Ask the Federalis me
to build a cell around me
Snatched my nigga up
to get him to tell about me
He 12, "Gimme 12"
He told to go to hell about me
Drug dealers
Y'all think Uber's the future, our been autonomous
Mules move the drums, take 'em to spots
We just call the shots by moving our thumbs
I'm a course of miracles with this
Nothing real can be threatened, unreal exists
lies the piece of God
I always knew I was a prophet, but I couldn't find a job
Life me ambidextrous
Countin' with my right, white with my left wrist
Daniel
FBI keep them all white vans through