Luyện nghe bài hát White Dirt

Uh,
The fuck, uh, uh

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

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

2]
I'm in rare form, my got on Claiborne
Balmain, no ball and chain, my space is ordained for
You small change, my like frosted flakes
Frosting on the cake I orate to make the whores
Always in shape, you salty niggas holding water
I fly away, go way to then walk away like Kaiser Soze
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 sport a diadora
To be woke is three and a
sheets, balls deep in your daughter
My aura more like Rich Porter, shit is awkward
Christian Dior should get the 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 corn chips

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

nice, uh, okay, uh
The fuck, uh