Luyện nghe bài hát Florida Kilos

White lines, baby, tattoos
Don't what they mean
They're special, for you
White palms, powder on the stove
Cooking up a dream, turning diamonds snow
I feel you, pretty baby, me
Turn it up hot, you is free
I like it down, it down way low
But you know that
You already

Come on to Florida
I got for ya
We could see the or the keys, baby, oh ya
Guns in the
a Cherry Cola lime
Prison isn't nothing to me if be by my side

Yayo, yayo,
And all the dope
Yayo, yayo,

Zoomin' my miles in gold
You like your little baby you like your drinks, cool
White lines, daddy, go ski it
You snort it like a champ, like the winter not in

Come on to Florida
I got for ya
We see the kilos or the keys, baby, oh ya
Guns in the
Drink a Cherry lime
Prison isn't nothing to me if you'll be by my

Yayo, yayo,
And all the dope
Yayo, yayo,

We could get high in Miami, dance the night
People never die in Miami, what they all say
(You me, don't you baby?)

Come on down to
I got for ya
We see the kilos or the keys, baby, oh ya
in the summertime
Drink a Cherry lime
Prison don't nothing to me if you'll be by my

Yayo, yayo,
All the Floridians
Yayo, yayo,
All the like
Yayo, yayo,
And all my
Yayo, yayo,

how we do it, like
Mm-mm, pretty
White lines, baby
Gold teeth, pretty
Dance the night