Luyện nghe bài hát Rich Boy

My Mazeradi and like to chill with my Mercedes
See my Bentley, I got when my two Phantoms had a baby
I'm not crazy, why you lazy? I get so politely
you, pussy nigga, pay me my Lambo do 'bout 280

I sellin', heard you tellin', thought you while you stealin'
Thought you dealin' while you chillin', you ain't ballin' a million
God made me super rich, the devil you stupid, bitch
You could be just like me if you quit with all stupid shit

Why you actin' hard now you must go see God now?
The same niggas you were beefin' are up in your yard now
If you bout to run dogg, I guess you start now
Forgot to bring your gun so you got to use heart now

It's hard to get rich but it ain't shit to go to
It's hard to sell dope but it ain't to go to jail
hard to keep it real but it ain't shit for you to tell
I smoked so much of this that I can't even hide the

So
Drop, drop,
Now
Drop, drop,

We marijuana farmers, all our rides look Transformers
Tell the pretty girls to pull they out and dance for us
You need a Gym Class, crack like Slim Fast
Take a hit and loss a hundred pounds quick fast

Snow cone with a on and deep off or chain off
My goin' kick the game off, we never take the game off
Find a hater, sign a hater, let him see my
Hundreds in my refrigerator, now they know we gettin'
Find a hater, a hater, let him see my elevator
Hundreds in my refrigerator, now know we gettin' paper

Pullin' coupes and escalators, enemies on
Million dollar generators, 90 investigators
For flashy cars, the prison bars, trois
The playin' cards I it's hard, now drop

Now
Drop, drop,
Now
Drop, drop,