Luyện nghe bài hát Zeze

D.A. got dope!

Ice water, Atlantic (Freeze)
Nightcrawling in the (Skrrt, skrrt)
Told them hoes that you panic
Took an island, flood the
(Yeah, big water)
Dropped the roof, more
Drive a coupe you can in (It's lit)
See the undercover (In the sheets)
I'm an ass and lover (Big ass)
Guess we all for each other
Now that all the dawgs (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 Z shit, this that Z shit (This that Z shit)
up in a demon, on God (On God)
Lookin' like I still do (Fraud)
Flyin' private jet the rod (Rod)
This that Z shit, this that Z shit (This Z shit)

Offset! Blow the brains out the (Boo)
Police talk, but I'm on mute (Woo, woo, hey)
I'ma bust her wrist down she cute (Ice)
Fuck her on a yacht, in a pool (Yeah)
She an (Addict),
for the lifestyle and the Patek (Patek)
Big daddy, you ever felt Chanel fabrics? (Chanel)
I be drippin' to death, I 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 locked up, for real
I'm help 'em (Free, free)
I got a mil', got me the chills,
Don't what happened (Hoo, chills)
Pop pills, do you feel, I'm on that zombie (Hey, hoo)
I'm more like Gaddafi, I'm not no (Gaddafi, hey)
I'm more like I'm David, Goliath (Hey, hey)
Niggas be clonin', I it funny (Clone, haha)
We the Nawf, straight out of the dungeon
(We the Nawf, hey)
I go in her mouth, she can't me nothin' (Eghck, eghck, egchk)
300, the is out of your budget (Woo, woo, 300)
Mean-muggin' got me
Yeah, and this stick right out of

Ice water, turned (Freeze)
Nightcrawling in the (Skrrt, skrrt)
Told them hoes that don't you
an island, flood the mansion (Yeah, big water)
Dropped the roof, expansion
Drive a coupe you can in (It's lit)
undercover (In the sheets)
I'm an ass and lover (Big ass)
Guess we all for each other
Now that all the 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)
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' I still do fraud (Fraud)
Flyin' private jet the rod (Rod)
that Z shit, this that Z shit (This that Z shit)

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

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