Luyện nghe bài hát Florida Boy

[Verse 1: Rick
all this here for a young Florida boy
Where we play football and dope, man
Gold rims and sticks, trays, no tops, ya dig, candy paints, yo
rims, good dope, make a wonderful summer
Heard I was a genius, [?] the
Do it for the young fathers still signing the
And all the hustlers who got in common with me
If I got the keys, it's a car I'ma keep
I learn to represent, I remind 'em of Meech
Shootouts in Miami, can't spend no on the beach
Do or die, hit a blunt, I got a ki
Brought her to Florida, she in love with lobster
Then I bent the with a couple drops
Get your money, do [?] sales
Life a test and every day we got so to fail
Told you the world was yours, now you in a
Center of attention, now you by
Always did the shopping, now on the shelf
Next time you see your daughter, bet her melt
Pray for you niggas, if can't do else
Pray you see the picture, look at mama health
Wake up, nigga, up
Let down the top, that's your pay stub
hot as hell for this Florida boy
Home of young niggas killin' with no remorse, no remorse
of young niggas killin' with no remorse

[Chorus:
Yeah, bitch, I'm a Boy
73s to AMGs, now we rollin', boys
And my mama raised me, [?] me
I all of them cases, I'm old
Bitch, I'm a boy
Old school, big-ass rims, sittin' like Toys
I got a Florida of mind now, I be on my grind now
Let my niggas now, they on

2: Rick Ross]
I could've a student, my mind was polluted
Project unit nigga, I could smell all the raw
myself,