Luyện nghe bài hát 200

Everything
right
Everything
right
All niggas
right, you back in Givenchy
I only drink Actavis, I'm on a
I'ma chase it like
All money bring a nigga new pain (woah, woah, woah)
Yeah,

I got at 200 hoes
Fresh to death, and I leave my current in a
Up and down you ain't nothin' 'bout this dough
And these hundreds ain't goin' like a moat

I my moms a car, it felt amazin'
My niggas bangin' like the Redskins
I got all type of tattoos on my shin
I was in a white and red like peppermints
I've been blown a mil' on jewelry, but it's tense
Super it, make it sound like it's raggly
I'm ridin' with the cutter, I'm Blood my brothers, a MAC 10
Diamonds on me talkin', harassin'
No shoulda, coulda, woulda, I got racks in
a long way from a Chevy
Now we spend millions on
You get too, don't trip
My eyes 'bout low as a
I smoke the tree limb, tree
No gang, big

I'm tryna pop a wheelie in a Lamborghini on two wheels
I got the racks on me, now I can buy me a cruise
I got an iPhone 8 and already stored it with 200 hoes
You can smell the money on me, it comes off my clothes
My Jordan fits, yeah, are never found in
You might as gon', gon', gon' home
Money long, long, long,
All way up to
Any time I come out, step out with a three piece
I've been in my bag lately, take three drugs at lately
Got shade of Tom Ford, I can spot fugazi
I came out the slums, I got in a headlock
If she ain't up to par, she to get dead docked
Between my diamonds and my fame, became so
I sit at the top of the throne, yeah, I'm righteous
Got a few lords for some friends, some of 'em disciples
And can't nothin' between niggas like us

Yeah yeah, I got at least 200
Fresh to death, and I leave my in a doze
Up and down you ain't receive nothin' 'bout dough
And these hundreds ain't goin' nowhere like a