Luyện nghe bài hát Rich Boy

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

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

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

It's hard to get rich but it ain't to go to hell
It's hard to sell dope but it ain't to go to jail
It's hard to keep it real but it ain't shit for you to
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 like Transformers
the pretty girls to pull they titties out and dance for us
You don't a Gym Class, crack like Slim Fast
Take a hit and loss a hundred pounds quick fast

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

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

Now
Drop, drop,
Now
Drop, drop,