Luyện nghe bài hát White Dirt

Uh,
The fuck, uh, uh

1]
The Range Sport pilaf
A leather is what the [?] cost
The I sport, it ain't store-bought
400 up under the floorboards
Where I was was more like World War 4
compare your dog to these cornballs
You niggas just follow, we change the model
My bitch look a fitness model in Balenciagas
In pajamas, we the top niggas rhyming
Inside the
These bum ass niggas was eating top
I put a bag on your head, you make it past 10
They'll be speaking 'bout you in past
Brain fragments in the that splash the jean jacket
Jack your G-pack status, your self-esteem get
Watching Harlem Nights, flights
I gave Cassandra hard pipe, the pussy farted
Necklace and wrist ice, I got spice
You sound aight but I'm nice, fuck niggas

Money and hoes,
All I know, and hoes, bitch
Money and hoes,
Money, cars, and clothes, bitch, uh

2]
I'm in rare form, my bitch got on
Balmain, no ball and chain, my space is ordained for
You small change, my chains like frosted
Frosting on the cake I to make the whores mate
Always in shape, you salty niggas holding water
I fly away, go way to Norway then walk away like Kaiser
They say the platinum grey, mix Patron today with OJ
Okay, okay, to throw away
Load the [?] in Bora Bora, both in the water
I might go even a diadora
To be woke is three and a
Satin sheets, balls in your daughter
My aura more like Rich Porter, shit is awkward
Christian Dior get the bitches talking
Offerings, a dog eat dog world, pimp, uh
The house come with a satellite and fence
Who else since Prince fit my trench?
You niggas corn

Money and hoes,
All I know, money and hoes,
Money and hoes,
Money, cars, and clothes, bitch, uh

nice, uh, okay, uh
The fuck, uh