Luyện nghe bài hát King Boss

Run how you want,
Chill how you want,
Floss how you want,
Do like

Go rock your chain,
that champagne, boss
Keep gettin' paid,
Do like

As I'm poppin' my collar, black on black antique
She ain't gotta 'cause my speakers let her know
That I'm
They call me the Boss, I be callin' the
It's Ross, that boy be ballin' a lot

boy be ridin' big, that boy be ridin' rims
Not the flats but the fish they just swim
New to the West, you a boss if you fresh
your shoes, wipe 'em down
Now get back on two step

is boss, shinin' is boss
Grandaddy kush or the purp, yellow is boss
dime a boss, she fine as a house
And she drivin' a Porche, she for a boss

Run how you want,
Chill how you want,
how you want, boss
Do like

Go rock chain, boss
Pour champagne, boss
Keep gettin' paid,
Do like

Ross, la la, Ross, la la, Ross, la la
Do whatcha
Ross, la la, Ross, la la, Ross, la la
Do like

I'm big, I'm hopin' lanes
My Chevy thang got these chickens all
Look at my stones tap dancin' on the
Bad baby at the Rollie, lap dancin' and kiss me

Oh, no, of my chain
'Cause of my bling like a standin' on my ring
'Cause I'm a boss, I'm a it, I'm a floss
I'm a winner, you the loss, all ***
salt 'cause I'm the pepper in the sauce

Whatcha feel, whatcha like, whatcha want, what's type?
I seen it, done it twice, bought it up the same night
I'm a boss, it's Ricky Ross
If you buy, if you it, *** the cost
a boss, You a boss

Run how you want,
Chill how you want,
Floss how you want,
Do like

Go rock chain, boss
that champagne, boss
Keep paid, boss
Do like

Ross, la la, Ross, la la, Ross, la la
Do whatcha
Ross, la la, Ross, la la, Ross, la la
Do whatcha

Before the rock got whipped and they got ripped
you got any chips, you got permission from the boss
On a mission for the charts, my competition
Composition so sharp, so dark, so

26's on the old school, Pro session
Got the old school *** actin' new sweatin'
new tennis chain, fancy pockets on my jeans
Headed for the walk, dude, fore' they win him on the

Two a day, super pay, stupid *** a model
Triple C, a hundred deep and got a bottle
Got a bottle of purp, full of work, no leachin'
Blew 50 last weekend, if you for a reason
I'm the

Run how you want,
how you want, boss
Floss how you want,
Do whatcha

Go rock chain, boss
Pour champagne, boss
Keep gettin' paid,
Do like

Ross, la la, Ross, la la, Ross, la la
Do like
Ross, la la, Ross, la la, Ross, la la
Do whatcha

all Ross, them boys runnin' in the streets
See them paints, Dade County
Over town, livin' the brown
City, Oba Locka
The whole thrill of my yayo, I see ya, Ross
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