Luyện nghe bài hát Classic

Oh hot outside man
Meek coming daddy

Hundred for the Im not who you talk to
Drive by wet you up, nigga thats a
Spitting all hot shit, every single bar cool
Diamonds in the rollie face, animated
Call me Meek Milly I don't play shit
Got me on my nappy braids the Maybach clique
Riding in the wheels of fortune, Pat shit
And all I rock is Balmain I made that shit
I've been, front row fashion
Looking like I'm in the
Sitting in the leather, softer than a dinner roll
Make a movie on bitch, tell her friend to get a role
You she was innocent
We laughing she been a ho
Chopping up benzos
Me yo bitch in the friend
She you I was friendzoned, what?
I'm in the
Touchdown with a 2 conversion
Give her dick long
She busting like the clip
Uber to your bitch home nigga

I got a bitch, hot outside I got a fever bitch
sick I gotta fever bitch
In philly streets situations is
Police ain't the youth and
The youth respecting the truth and
The Glock 9 on me in the and
All I talk is that real the truth and

The turned your bitch into a gold digger
The money got me feeling like the old
And Jigga even told me you a nigga
ain't believe me I was broke
But I showed niggas and I told
That I would niggas
Went to buy a pair of
Landed at the rawest
Brand new tag
Haters made me mad
You get at baby momma
I'm than her baby dad
Looking at my
that cost? Hundred-eighty cash
Looking at my bitch, she remind me of a Dash
We was rock before Kareem Biggs, Dame and Dash
Oh you think you fly with lil' dream chasin' ass?
We don't chase bitches, we chase money and [D'ussé]
when you get money, the hoes do whatever you say
Riding in a head, Phantom with the toupe
And if you're just hearing this, then probably too late

I got a fever bitch, hot outside I got a fever
sick I gotta fever bitch
In philly streets situations is
Police respecting the youth and
The ain't respecting the truth and
The 9 on me in the coupe and
All I talk is real shit the truth and

Milly
Mack
Get smacked
to Philly
Come see it and direct
You know it, God