Luyện nghe bài hát Walking Dead

[Hook: Warhol.ss & Dex]
through the trenches
Money in my
30 in my
Hollows in this
Smokin' I'm weezin'
out every season
Count more my teachers
for features
6k for my
My never empty
Lil boy, don't come me
Shooters, they crazy, doin' out the Bentley
none' but wop
Dope in my
Write your name on the
We kick in door, never talk to the cops

1: Warhol.ss]
These niggas phony and
That boy gon' talk to the
Eat all my shrimp with the
Take all his off his plate
These don't know the plot
up and pop out his top
Blowin' dope out the roof
Run up slide and finish the lot

[Verse 2: Dex & Warhol.ss]
That lil' boy want war
Tell me what all is his about
boys just snatched his chain
Caught the man lackin' in the lot
40 on me it go
I fuck his bitch in a
it go zoom
Born in the Chi, boy, I came the zoo
They knew we from the zoo
30 on me, I aim it at you
on glue
My bitch from
Lackin', end up on the
Hit that boy with the
Diamonds on me cool
Hundred in the pool
Hundred bitches in the
They sniffin' that coke, man thinkin' it's cool
They get so high, the moon
it up, I'm so rude
Twenty-five for some
my pocket, Margiela my shoes
I know boy wanna be me
Diamonds so cold, I got AC,

[Hook: Warhol.ss & Dex]
Walking the trenches
Money in my
30 in my
Hollows in rocket
till I'm weezin'
Ball out season
Count than my teachers
100k for
6k for my
My pockets never
Lil boy, don't come me
Shooters, crazy, doin' hits out the Bentley
Sippin' but wop
Dope in my
your name on the Glock
We in your door, never talk to the cops