Luyện nghe bài hát Zeze

D.A. got dope!

Ice water, turned (Freeze)
in the Phantom (Skrrt, skrrt)
Told them that don't you panic
Took an island, flood the
(Yeah, big water)
Dropped the roof, expansion
Drive a coupe you can in (It's lit)
See the undercover (In the sheets)
I'm an ass and titties (Big ass)
Guess we all made for other
Now all the dawgs free (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 that Z shit, this Z shit (This that Z shit)
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 shit (This Z shit)

Offset! Blow the brains out the (Boo)
Police wanna talk, but I'm on (Woo, woo, hey)
I'ma bust her wrist down 'cause she (Ice)
her on a yacht, dive in a pool (Yeah)
She an (Addict),
Addict for the and the Patek (Patek)
Big daddy, have you felt Chanel fabrics? (Chanel)
I be drippin' to death, I need a (Drippin')
And we got more stripes the ref, he foul, TEC him (Bow, stripes)
In the middle of the like David Beckham (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 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)
be clonin', I find it funny (Clone, haha)
We the Nawf, straight out of the dungeon
(We the Nawf, hey)
I go in her mouth, she tell me nothin' (Eghck, eghck, egchk)
300, the watch is out of budget (Woo, woo, 300)
Mean-muggin' got me
Yeah, and this stick out of Russia

Ice water, turned (Freeze)
Nightcrawling in the (Skrrt, skrrt)
Told hoes that don't you panic
an island, flood the mansion (Yeah, big water)
Dropped the roof, more
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 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)
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' like I still do (Fraud)
Flyin' private jet the rod (Rod)
This that Z shit, this that Z shit (This Z shit)

In a Hellcat 'cause I'm a
Self-made, I owe a nigga nann favor
When you get money, nigga, keep your heart
I'm slidin' in a coupe, 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 up in the Buick
You know I'm doing
If the police get behind me, I'm and eluding
on the palette turned me to a savage
I'm a project baby, now I stay in
Like I still serve fiends, like I'm still
I be on lean, tryna keep balance
Hit that Z-Walk, Dickie's with my
I don't say much, I let the heat talk
jewelry water whip, diamonds like re-rock
My lil' baby ride the dick a seat lock
When I up on the scene, I was on a bean
I jumped up out the Beam', I was in Celine
Baby girl you a fling, that ain't what I mean
busting out my jeans 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 that Z shit, this that Z (This that Z shit)
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)