Luyện nghe bài hát ZEZE (new version)

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)
the roof, more expansion
Drive a coupe you can in (It's lit)
See the bitches (In the sheets)
I'm an ass and lover (Big ass)
we all made for each other
Now that all the 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' 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)

Offset! Blow the brains out the (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, 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 like David 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 you feel, I'm on that zombie (Hey, hoo)
I'm more Gaddafi, I'm not no Ghandi (Gaddafi, hey)
I'm more like I'm David, runnin' (Hey, hey)
Niggas be clonin', I find it (Clone, haha)
We the Nawf, straight out of the dungeon
(We the Nawf, hey)
I go in her mouth, she can't me nothin' (Eghck, eghck, egchk)
300, the is out of your budget (Woo, woo, 300)
Mean-muggin' got me
Yeah, and this right out of Russia

Ice water, turned (Freeze)
Nightcrawling in the (Skrrt, skrrt)
Told them hoes don't you panic
an island, flood 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 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)
Flyin' private jet the rod (Rod)
This that Z shit, this that Z (This that Z shit)
up in a demon, on God (On God)
Lookin' I still do fraud (Fraud)
private jet with the rod (Rod)
This that Z shit, that Z shit (This that Z shit)

In a Hellcat 'cause I'm a
Self-made, I don't owe a nann favor
When you get that money, nigga, keep heart
I'm slidin' in a coupe, 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 know I'm doing
If the police get behind me, I'm and eluding
Sleeping on the turned me to a savage
I'm a baby, now I stay in Calabasas
Like I still fiends, like I'm still jacking
I be sippin' on lean, tryna balance
Hit Z-Walk, Dickie's with my Reeboks
I don't say much, I let the heat talk
jewelry water whip, diamonds like re-rock
My baby 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 out my jeans like I do the scheme

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 (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, this Z shit (This that Z shit)