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, the mansion
(Yeah, big water)
Dropped the roof, expansion
Drive a 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, that Z shit (This that Z shit)
up in a demon, on God (On God)
Lookin' like I do fraud (Fraud)
Flyin' jet with the rod (Rod)
that Z shit, this that Z shit (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 down 'cause she (Ice)
Fuck her on a yacht, dive in a (Yeah)
She an (Addict),
for the lifestyle and the Patek (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 David Beckham (Field, bow-bow)
All my locked up, for real
I'm tryna 'em (Free, free)
I got a mil', got me the chills,
Don't know 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 find it (Clone, haha)
We from the Nawf, out of the dungeon
(We the Nawf, hey)
I go in her mouth, she tell me nothin' (Eghck, eghck, egchk)
300, the is out of your budget (Woo, woo, 300)
got me clutching
Yeah, and stick right out of Russia

Ice water, turned (Freeze)
Nightcrawling in the (Skrrt, skrrt)
Told hoes that don't you panic
Took an island, 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 went for 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 still do (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' like I still do (Fraud)
private jet with the rod (Rod)
This Z shit, this that Z shit (This that Z shit)

In a Hellcat 'cause I'm a
Self-made, I don't owe a nann favor
you get that 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 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 turned me to a
I'm a baby, now I stay in Calabasas
I still serve fiends, like I'm still jacking
I be sippin' on lean, tryna keep
Hit that Z-Walk, Dickie's with my
I don't say much, I let the heat talk
Your jewelry water whip, diamonds re-rock
My lil' ride the dick 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
girl you just a fling, that ain't what I mean
Money busting out my like I do the scheme

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