Luyện nghe bài hát Off The Corner

[Intro: Meek

No, no, no, no, no, no
These hoes, they like niggas that spend money, not about it
If you gonna get the money then watcha gonna do?
Hey!

[Hook: Meek
I graduated the streets, no diploma
I made a on that corner
I mixed with baking soda
I made a on that corner
Going Trump numbers on the corner
I a million on that corner
Graduated the streets, no diploma
I made a million on that
I made a million on that, I a million on that
I made a million on that

[Verse 1: Mill]
Young rich nigga, I flex, at my neck
Look at my bitch, at my wrist, got these niggas upset
Who you know blow a Don't even think twice, no sweat
And these around me?
You don't fuck, you don't give no check
Cause ya'll niggas lame as fuck, none of these chumps can't hang us
All these chains getting up
And my armed and dangerous, and we'll flame you up
You get mothafucker like angel dust
the Rolls Royce with the angel up
All these niggas on angels bruh, but I got stripes a bengal does
And my wrist look the flash on
Come that ho and bring ass on
So I can beat it up you stole something
Might pop a purple, go mad long like
Been your hood in a wraith, niggas is jealous, just look at your face
3-57 get put in place, follow my lead all you niggas is late
Like hold up, up, I done made a million on that corner
I bought some but couldn't deal with Arizona
Them yellow diamonds clearer than Corona
And if they act like they with it

[Verse 2: Rick
I'm on the corner gettin'
I'm like it's 88
Givenchy all I play
Kingpin status when I swerve up on the
A like you, you wouldn't even get the cock
Get my money dolo, I just need some to count it
I'm the nigga outta Dayton-Broward County
Feds my game, they keep it raw, we all at odds
Repossess my Lambo they wanna build a charge
they got my Chevy, got it runnin' like it's 'sposed to
Hit up on my niggas, let 'em know my shop
We everything, till I'm right back on the top
Nasdaq hustle bitch, get your ass in stocks

[Outro: Ross]
Ugh, M, bang!