Luyện nghe bài hát Rich Friday

Walking with a fat booty
Thinking you get a ring, say don't it at door
I got 20 G's only
Designer my head to the floor
These n-ggas they me
Peep then they wanne be me, but they know they can't
I got streets status
Affiliated the gangstas and killers
Yeah, now my n-ggas, I ride for my
And I'll die for my
Yeah, yeah,
Rich

what, shout out to all my n-ggas killin'
Yeah, yeah, shout out to these bitches
Fly shit, on the Earth I live in the
Top it....often get yourself some
young n-ggas that ride with me they scream murder
Now feds stash that up and he out, dawg, he working
yola all in my bloodline, still give me that money
They come through and bang, on you like the screen 300
Codeine all in my stomach, ..... that
....
Riding around them yonkers
Claiming they got shooters, but shooters ain't got bodies

Walking downtown a fat booty
Thinking you get a ring, say don't it at door
I got like 20 G's
from my head to the floor
These n-ggas they me
Peep then they wanne be me, but they know that can't
I got streets status
Affiliated with the gangstas and
Yeah, now my n-ggas, I for my n-ggas
And die for my n-ggas
Yeah, yeah,
friday

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Woah, Woah, Yea Shout Out to them trina be me
Yeah, yeah, yeah - popping bottles, of Genie
Fly as on the planet, live in a castle
Love me, my little waist, my ass
These ....I f-ck with get
That Atlanta, Texas, that Alabama, Montgomery
..... ain't no dummy, bitches, we finna get that money
They that gunny
You top shitting and get it
....., got Angelina, that Jolie
I'm playing Jane, no ice, no need for that goalie
My jet private stay Boeing, they both claiming hoing
jacket head cost 10 thousand, the tag on it say .....

Walking downtown a fat booty
Thinking you get a ring, say don't it at your
I got like 20 G's
Designer from my head to the
These n-ggas they me
Peep then they wanne be me, but they that they can't
I got worldwide streets
with the gangstas and killers
Yeah, now my n-ggas, I for my n-ggas
And I'll die for my
Yeah, yeah,
Rich

40 grand for the sky
4 on the .....
44, I'm a fella
Bad bitch 40
Wake up in the morning, brush my teeth,
My baby kissed my baby's daddy, go
Semi-automatic, ready for the
Clique full of killers, my band, we all rock and roll
Drum roll for the plea
We shopping for bodies, killing
We be in the club spending
We be buying cars
Couldn't see me if I had no
Superman Clark Kent
You choke, don't do ----, I'm always on some new
-----tracking my

Walking with a fat booty
you get a ring, say don't it at your door
I got like 20 G's
Designer from my head to the
n-ggas they seeing me
Peep then they be me, but they know that they can't
I got worldwide streets
Affiliated with the and killers
Yeah, now my n-ggas, I ride for my
And die for my n-ggas
Yeah, yeah,
friday

It's friday, friday
2 million in the driveway
I more money ASAP Rocky
Streetsweeper, get the moppin'
I done started with a bank
salt harder than tank door
Smoking killer, I am a killer
up to the dealer looking like a dealer
In the strapped, worth.....
Now he off the wall, coffee pack
I've seen dreams to 25 to life
Mike had 25 a
And them shoes
Shawtie bust it open for a

Walking downtown a fat booty
Thinking you get a ring, say don't it at your
I got like 20 G's
Designer from my to the floor
n-ggas they seeing me
Peep then they wanne be me, but they know that they
I got streets status
with the gangstas and killers
Yeah, now my n-ggas, I ride for my
And die for my n-ggas
Yeah, yeah,
Rich