Luyện nghe bài hát Zeze

D.A. got dope!

Ice water, Atlantic (Freeze)
in the Phantom (Skrrt, skrrt)
Told them hoes that you panic
an island, flood the mansion
(Yeah, big water)
Dropped the roof, more
a coupe you can stand in (It's lit)
See the bitches (In the sheets)
I'm an ass and titties (Big ass)
Guess we all made for each
Now all the dawgs free (Yeah, yeah)
And we out in these (Alright)
Can you do it, can you pop it for me?

up in a demon, on God (On God)
Lookin' like I do fraud (Fraud)
Flyin' private jet the rod (Rod)
This that Z shit, this Z shit (This that Z shit)
up in a demon, on God (On God)
Lookin' like I do fraud (Fraud)
Flyin' private jet the rod (Rod)
This that Z shit, this that Z (This that Z shit)

Offset! the brains out the coupe (Boo)
Police talk, but I'm on mute (Woo, woo, hey)
I'ma bust her wrist 'cause she cute (Ice)
her on a yacht, dive in a pool (Yeah)
She an (Addict),
Addict for the lifestyle and the (Patek)
Big daddy, have you ever felt fabrics? (Chanel)
I be to death, I need a casket (Drippin')
And we got stripes than the ref, he foul, TEC him (Bow, stripes)
In the middle of the field like David (Field, bow-bow)
All my niggas locked up, for
I'm help 'em (Free, free)
I got a mil', got me the chills,
Don't what happened (Hoo, chills)
Pop pills, do what you feel, I'm on that (Hey, hoo)
I'm like Gaddafi, I'm not no Ghandi (Gaddafi, hey)
I'm like I'm David, Goliath runnin' (Hey, hey)
Niggas be clonin', I it funny (Clone, haha)
We from the Nawf, out of the dungeon
(We the Nawf, hey)
I go in her mouth, she can't tell me (Eghck, eghck, egchk)
300, the watch is out of your (Woo, woo, 300)
Mean-muggin' got me
Yeah, and stick right out of Russia

Ice water, turned (Freeze)
in the Phantom (Skrrt, skrrt)
Told hoes that don't you panic
Took an island, the mansion (Yeah, big water)
Dropped the roof, expansion
Drive a you can stand in (It's lit)
Bitches (In the sheets)
I'm an ass and lover (Big ass)
Guess we all went for each
Now that all the dawgs (Yeah, yeah)
And we out in streets (Alright)
Can you do it, can you pop it for me?

up in a demon, on God (On God)
Lookin' like I do fraud (Fraud)
Flyin' jet with the rod (Rod)
This that Z shit, that Z shit (This that Z shit)
up in a demon, on God (On God)
Lookin' I still do fraud (Fraud)
private jet with the rod (Rod)
This that Z shit, this that Z shit (This Z shit)

In a Hellcat 'cause I'm a
Self-made, I don't owe a nigga favor
When you get that money, nigga, keep your
I'm in a coupe, ain't got no key to start
I got the on me in BET Awards
When your well run dry, you know you me for it
I pull up in the Buick
You what I'm doing
If the police get behind me, I'm fleeing and
Sleeping on the palette me to a savage
I'm a baby, now I stay in Calabasas
Like I still serve fiends, like I'm still
I be sippin' on lean, keep balance
Hit Z-Walk, Dickie's with my Reeboks
I don't say much, I just let the heat
Your jewelry whip, diamonds like re-rock
My baby ride the dick like a seat lock
When I stepped up on the scene, I was on a
When I jumped up out the Beam', I was in
Baby girl you just a fling, that what I mean
busting out my jeans like I do the scheme

up in a demon, on God (On God)
Lookin' like I still do (Fraud)
private jet with the rod (Rod)
This that Z shit, this that Z (This that Z shit)
up in a demon, on God (On God)
Lookin' like I still do (Fraud)
private jet with the rod (Rod)
This that Z shit, this that Z shit (This Z shit)