Luyện nghe bài hát Zeze

D.A. got dope!

Ice water, turned (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 lover (Big ass)
Guess we all for each other
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' 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' 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 down 'cause she cute (Ice)
Fuck her on a yacht, 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 more stripes the ref, he foul, TEC him (Bow, stripes)
In the middle of the field like David (Field, bow-bow)
All my niggas up, for real
I'm tryna '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 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 from the Nawf, out of the dungeon
(We the Nawf, hey)
I go in her mouth, she can't me nothin' (Eghck, eghck, egchk)
300, the watch is out of budget (Woo, woo, 300)
got me clutching
Yeah, and this stick out of Russia

Ice water, turned (Freeze)
Nightcrawling in the (Skrrt, skrrt)
them hoes that don't you panic
Took an island, the mansion (Yeah, big water)
the roof, more expansion
Drive a coupe you can in (It's lit)
Bitches (In the sheets)
I'm an ass and titties (Big ass)
Guess we all went 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 still do (Fraud)
Flyin' 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' like I do fraud (Fraud)
Flyin' jet with 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 nann
When you get money, nigga, keep your heart
I'm slidin' in a coupe, ain't got no key to
I got the fire on me in BET
When your well run dry, you you need me for it
When I up in the Buick
You know I'm doing
If the police get me, I'm fleeing and eluding
on the palette turned me to a savage
I'm a baby, now I stay in Calabasas
Like I still serve fiends, I'm still jacking
I be sippin' on lean, tryna keep
Hit Z-Walk, Dickie's with my Reeboks
I say much, I just let the heat talk
Your jewelry whip, diamonds like re-rock
My lil' baby ride the dick like a lock
I stepped up on the scene, I was on a bean
When I jumped up out the Beam', I was in
Baby girl you just a fling, that ain't 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 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)