Luyện nghe bài hát Zeze

D.A. got dope!

Ice water, turned (Freeze)
Nightcrawling in the (Skrrt, skrrt)
them hoes that don't you panic
Took an island, flood the
(Yeah, big water)
Dropped the roof, expansion
a coupe you can stand in (It's lit)
See the undercover (In the sheets)
I'm an ass and titties (Big ass)
we all made for each 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)
private 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)
that Z shit, this that Z shit (This that Z shit)

Offset! Blow the out the coupe (Boo)
wanna talk, but I'm on mute (Woo, woo, hey)
I'ma bust her down 'cause she cute (Ice)
Fuck her on a yacht, dive in a (Yeah)
She an (Addict),
Addict for the and the Patek (Patek)
Big daddy, you ever felt Chanel fabrics? (Chanel)
I be to death, I need a casket (Drippin')
And we got more than the ref, he foul, TEC him (Bow, stripes)
In the middle of the field like Beckham (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 zombie (Hey, hoo)
I'm more like Gaddafi, I'm not no (Gaddafi, hey)
I'm more I'm David, Goliath runnin' (Hey, hey)
Niggas be clonin', I find it (Clone, haha)
We from the Nawf, straight out of the
(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)
Mean-muggin' got me
Yeah, and this stick out of Russia

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

up in a demon, on God (On God)
Lookin' like I 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 Z shit, this that Z shit (This that Z shit)