Luyện nghe bài hát ZEZE (new version)

D.A. got dope!

Ice water, Atlantic (Freeze)
in the Phantom (Skrrt, skrrt)
Told them hoes don't you panic
Took an island, the mansion
(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 titties (Big ass)
Guess we all made 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 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 still do (Fraud)
Flyin' private jet the rod (Rod)
This that Z shit, this Z shit (This that Z shit)

Offset! the brains out the coupe (Boo)
wanna talk, but I'm on mute (Woo, woo, hey)
I'ma her wrist down 'cause she cute (Ice)
her on a yacht, dive in a pool (Yeah)
She an (Addict),
Addict for the and the Patek (Patek)
Big daddy, have you ever Chanel 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 like Beckham (Field, bow-bow)
All my niggas locked up, for
I'm tryna 'em (Free, free)
I got a mil', got me the chills,
Don't know what (Hoo, chills)
Pop pills, do what you feel, I'm on zombie (Hey, hoo)
I'm like Gaddafi, I'm not no Ghandi (Gaddafi, hey)
I'm more like I'm David, runnin' (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 tell me (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)
Told them hoes that you panic
Took an island, the mansion (Yeah, big water)
Dropped the roof, more
Drive a you can stand in (It's lit)
undercover (In the sheets)
I'm an ass and titties (Big ass)
we all went for each 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' like I still do (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 do fraud (Fraud)
Flyin' jet with the rod (Rod)
This Z shit, this that Z shit (This that Z shit)

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

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 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)