Luyện nghe bài hát Dust

[Intro: French

You know it is

[Verse 1: Montana]
Four wheeler, jet skis, Puerto Rican
for foreigns
Call me Aston Martin
Florence the Machine, hunnid machine of Florence
In the hood robbin', Hood feed the homeless
Don't seek in them homies
Jay, Wes and
Rip top on my and Lotus
Chris left hook, Westbrook
Diamond chains have you like Sticky Fingaz
I be with the technique
My V103 bread street
Thats straight cash, me and Belly with a Arabs
40 like a plane crash

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

[Verse 2:
I've been
My pen (aye)
You softer than Ben and a chinchilla (yeah)
Sim Simma, Sim Simma, who got the keys to my
The (aye)
Fuck the clout we define the
So keep us in the vault just to sign the vultures (yeah)
Designer holsters, Ferragamo
Over time, still balling thought my time was (look)
Look, up I'm the soya and the duck sauce (woo)
Tryna shake the from the drugs off (yeah)
No love lost, but you that love costs
You me go and get my heart and knock the dust off
Dust, off
Dust, off
Shoulders, off
Shake the motherfucking off

[Chorus:
I can't get
keep on falling (falling)
Every time I try to leave it alone , I swear it keep on (calling)
I get away
Keep on (falling)
Every time I try to it alone , I swear it keep on calling (calling)

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

The of the god