Luyện nghe bài hát Good Drank 2.0

Used to treat my like the ATM, yeah
Bond number 9 my favorite scent, yeah
forget that kush, I'm talking OG, yeah
Rest in to pop, he was an OG, alright now
285 I had that on me, uh
I forget I had that strap on me, yeah
in peace to my partner Doe
All we ever want to do was
That was the easy part, we playing Weezy hard
We sit in the kitchen late, we to make an escape
Tryna make me a mil, so keep me a plate
I 'em shawty can leave, so I'ma keep me a rake
So I'ma keep me a Wraith, my jewelry look like a
I'm in a Maybach
And car came with some drapes
You I look like a safe, I put you back in your place
You know I in your face, sing to your bitch like I'm Drake
2 Chainz!

Good drank, big
Good stuff, I put a on the rocks (lean!)
top, no hot box
12 tried to pull me over, slips to the cops
She said the love give her face
Put thing in her rib cage
Whips out, Kunta
clear like Bombay
Take babies, no Harambe
Play with keys Doc Dre
3K like
And your girl, tell her here

Gucci!
Your trunk in the
Well this out my top in the trunk
You play my money
Then check this out you're poppin' the
Three mil in a
But I just did three years on a
Oh, you in a
I'm to Oakland like Kevin Da Runt
What is your
with the stamp, fuck Kevin Durant
Lay on my
Play my cap and I'll knock off your hat
I'm the cheese and killing the rats
Gucci Mane, call me the cat the racks
I'm swervin', but I'm in of the 'Bach
Persian, man I got hoes Iraq
I'm servin', I pay a bird for
He nervous, I got no word for that
He hurt and want all of his purses
He mixing the syrup with the
She perfect and she got breasts
I want some of that turkey neck
Trapper of the year, I'm Bouldercrest
You snitch of the year you told the best

Good drank, big
Good stuff, I put a on the rocks (lean!)
top, no hot box
12 tried to pull me over, slips to the cops
She that molly give her thizz face
Put the in her rib cage
Whips out, Kunta
Diamonds like Bombay
your babies, no Harambe
Play with keys Doc Dre
3K like
And girl, tell her come home

Favorite rapper, 3K
sir that's my DJ
Mike Dean on the
Put the on the E-way
right next to me
So you know Bouldercrest me
Man hard for you to mess with me
So you're looking at the really
dancing like Bentley
Might leave in a
Kinda to get with me
Cant believe it Ripley
girls like trap music
Man I used to a condo
off in the basement
Ended up on the top
Yeah, you to the top flow
Now you at the top tier
grams to the Grammys
Told y'all it was our
y'all it was my year
Told y'all it was my
y'all it was my year
Man you at the evidence
God, that's my president
Hell nah, I don't
I ain't met a girl can me
Let a set it straight, for real