Luyện nghe bài hát B Boy

All that ass, Lord have
All that champagne, these bitches
Verserchy, no hold up, I meant
I prolly up Roberto over Cavalli
Puffin' on Cali, out in the valley
Sippin' on drowsey
Bitches twerkin' Miley
Twerk, for a real nigga sellin' work
Promise I won't tell a
I been on that trill shit, way
Philly nigga, but I'm laid back
Get shot in your head drivin' Maybach
Homey D Clown know I play that
dirty, riding dirty, I say hi to thirty
Call your dog, I call my dawg and he'll buy a
Try to school me, I'm getting out here
Dope dealer, Puma life, back of soccer jersey
Mink draggin', PETA I'm swaggin'
All these karats like I'm tryna in a rabbit
Just to put it, on my
What you doin? I'm doin'

Okay, I walk with a limp and I talk with a
I might wear every chain and mix it up with my fur
I might get single drink and mix it up til I blur
I tell the bitch get on my lap, but don't you get on my
I need that bag full of green I lawn mow it
Doe and all Sean Doe it
And I it G, yeah, I ground floor it
And I'm pound
If her pussy good then I might one, two, three, four it
Got her for it
Yeah, nigga overthink, never under
Yeah, I understand, girl over, I'm so unimpressed
Yeah, and she tryna fuck me raw,
But if I don't have that rubber on it I feel
Yeah, and I got money bags under my eyes, ho, cause I ain't
They all Goyard too cause I cheap
Famous, Aura Gold is my I-N-C
And I put in motion like I-N-G
And when we flyin' private you could bring the gun on us
I got this freak to 3rd base, she tryna run home us
And I got comma on on comma on comma, on comma
And I ain't talking about no run on
Yeah, nigga hot headed so I need Chings Chili
Put my P up on her like that bitch is reppin' Philly
And I wheelie in pussy like my nigga Meek Milly
On my way to meet
Lawyer up the deep deep dealies
I got rich decided that rich enough
When I did it big, bitch, I that ain't big enough
Dead Pres, who you up?
Who that nigga that you hating on, but just get enough?
Fuck, the jig is up, little

I'm like Madoff when I off, scheming on niggas' payoff
I never take a day off, your stash is short like Adolf,
You should lay off on the talk cause you're fake, dog
You pushed no yay, dawg, ain't see no keys like Ray Charles
Me and Meek in the Maybach, we get and take off
We got bitch in a big house, she walk in hype like "Hey, Ross"
Get money, Dreamchasers, we ballin' hard the Lakers
You Nah, you a faker, you prolly catchin' a fader
I'm at your on the hill, I fucked your girl and your neighbor
You thinkin' Khloe don't know me, I'm in the car dashin'
I'm in the Kardashian, get it? I'm lyin', I pretend?
They say fake it you make it, well, let the fakin' begin
I got a bitch with fake titties, fake ass, she all in the
Them titties'll prolly fall a ball when she bends
My niggas from and Philly all get it in
Your come around and we fuckin' her and her friends
Get money, Dreamchasers, we ballin' hard like the
You ballin'? Nah you a faker, you prolly a fader
Come get the Dreamchasers, we ballin' hard like the Lakers
You ballin'? Nah you a faker, you catchin' a fader
I'm at house on the hill, I fucked your girl and your neighbor
I'm at your house on the hill, I fucked girl and your neighbor
I'm at your on the hill, I fucked your girl and your neighbor
I'm at your house on the hill, I fucked your girl and neighbor

What she do? She, just, put heart eyes my pic nigga
my bitch nigga
Bought her a first ticket to put the dick in her