Luyện nghe bài hát Dust

[Intro: French

You what it is

[Verse 1: French
Four wheeler, jet skis, Puerto waters
for foreigns
Call me Martin Lawrence
Florence the Machine, hunnid round of Florence
In the hood robbin', Robin Hood feed the
Don't seek in them homies
Jay, Wes and
Rip top on my and Lotus
Chris left hook, Westbrook
Diamond chains you lookin' like Sticky Fingaz
I be wrist the technique
My like bread street
Thats straight cash, me and Belly with a Arabs
40 sound like a crash

[Chorus:
I get away
Money keep on (falling)
time I try to leave it alone
I swear it on calling (calling)
I get away
Keep on (falling)
Every time I try to leave it
I swear it on calling (calling)

[Verse 2:
been reala
My pen (aye)
You softer Ben Stiller and a chinchilla (yeah)
Sim Simma, Sim Simma, who got the keys to my
The (aye)
the clout we define the culture
So they us in the vault just to sign the vultures (yeah)
holsters, Ferragamo loafers
Over time, balling thought my time was over (look)
Look, up north I'm the soya and the sauce (woo)
Tryna the paranoia from the drugs off (yeah)
No lost, but you know that love costs
You made me go and get my and knock the dust off
Dust, off
Dust, off
Shoulders, off
Shake the motherfucking off

Belly]
I can't get
Money on falling (falling)
Every time I try to leave it alone , I swear it keep on (calling)
I can't get
Keep on (falling)
Every time I try to it alone , I swear it keep on calling (calling)

Belly]
Keep on calling, keep on
Keep on calling, on calling (calling)
Keep on calling, keep on
Keep on calling, on calling (calling)
Dust, dust, dust, off
Dust, dust, dust, off
Keep on (dust off)
on calling
Keep on (dust off)
the motha fuckin' dust off

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