Luyện nghe bài hát Dresser (Lil Boy)

.454, I pull up on niggas, I 'em lets get it
Niggas they talkin' on Twitter, you you know you gon get it
Benjamin Franklin, know that I keep it 100
Got me a new for my .223 and that bitch hold a hundred
I'm still in the hood, I got me a check and I don't no Nike's
Bitches, they suckin', and fuckin', they do everything except it
I can go like an old man, I can go fast like I got nitro
Spent 20 racks for my brother's appeal and I ain't no Vicodin
Over 1 mil in this room, bitch, I kinda sound like a
Lil bitch you know I'm the bomb and 2 the light, no lightnin'
Wow, these bitches excited, me and Thugger, we 'bout to start up a
I ain't got no all week
I'm on that "bitch, my dick" diet oh

Monica, home to me, yea come home to me my dear
Make a little money, leave a little on the
Make a little money, leave a little on the
Teresea, I'm tired of lookin' bae, I'm into you, rear
Make a little money, a little on the dresser
Make a little money, leave a on the dresser

Ain't nothin' man, I sold it all yester'
in Phipps Plaza in a motherfuckin' Tesla
Ain't no pressure you got a little extra
Put them beams on face, have 'em lookin' like freckles
Dammit man, I do not Tar but I'm having Zans
My bitch pussy wet like it's rain
bitch clap on me while I clap at mans, woah
Got Balenciaga's I ain't wore yet
Half a pound of gas I ain't yet
filled up with Ziploc
Used to give my living room super big
In a club with some flip-flops
Thought the time, baby it's not
Got a lotta on my crib, nigga
Bout to put that in a tint shop, ooh

Monica, come home to me, yea home to me my dear
a little money, leave a little on the dresser
Make a little money, leave a on the dresser
Teresea, I'm of lookin' bae, I'm into you, your rear
Make a little money, leave a on the dresser
a little money, leave a little on the dresser

Who killed little boy, who killed little
Rat hallways, no escape, no escape
From misery, no way out that hell

I'm bout to give niggas what they ask for
I used to have to argue with my land
Yea, my is Tity Boi
gotta have at least a handful
All my cribs came with a damn
to stash work in my camel
Young 6'5" the handle
If you don't watch then you need to turn to Tennessee
I pull up in this bitch in a
Front grill looking like dancin' (it is)
Put some stacks on your little boy (lil boy)
Yeah 'bout to call you the grandson (lil boy)
Pussy nigga gonna need a (lil boy)
Put rifle bullets in a (lil boy)
Keep a bankroll on me, (nigga)
By the I eat some bacon I got bands on
All my cars I done put on 'em
I done touched down, no end
All that bitch do is run her mouth,
On the right but bitch got a Sprint phone (hello)
Man she got about 100
Enough yard for me to put a Benz's on
And I pop me a perc
I might fuck that bitch my Timbs on
(True)