Luyện nghe bài hát Wit Me

Bitch! Put my in yo' face, put my gun in yo' purse
Put my work in yo pussy, bitch cum on the work
the weed to your slime, these niggas greener than lime
So many knots in my pockets, the need a massage
I was in the drought, I hope I die in yo' mouth
If you're a rat you should've died as a
The louder than the opera house, 'til the fat lady sings
Drop codeine in my punch, I'm to take a swing
If niggas thinkin' I'm soft, knock yo' thinkin' cap off
I get blood out pussies, I'm a stinky tampon
This for my niggas home, I'm so New Orleans regardless
Got bitches fallin' like August could bullshit to a tourist
My bitch is badder than me, that Adam & Eve
I do on my skateboard, not up my sleeve
I kiss yo bitch on the neck, your man in the head
Hit his mama address then send his his head
I play with pussy, not niggas
these niggas
Kidnap 'em, call they boss, and ask 'em who gone buy niggas
Got Lil Wayne on her ass, Lil on her titties
To me you gotta die wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)

We ain't playin', got 100 (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
In the van got 100 gat (wit me, wit me, wit me)
(wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
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(wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) (I'm wit you!)
We playin', got 100 racks (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
In the van got 100 gat (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
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Gas (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
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I never been dumb my nigga
Or a sucka' neither, go ahead around wit it
on deck, they be layin' round wit it
Got a 'K, fuck with us,, I'll be sprayin' rounds it.
I'm cold! Don't believe me, just ask yo bitch I she know her legs up high
She spread eagle and then in my big ego
I'm stupid, ask Tunechi and
Let me tell you a little bout me
I talk shit, like Muhammad Ali
Then, whoop a ass like Muhammad Ali
I'm throwed, no me
These in the game - so sad to me
I'm no one would care if we
Just put out their misery
But no and no green, uh uh
Leave with no heat? Uh uh
Can niggas talk bullshit on records and see him in
And they do nothing
You violator, demonstrations
Put niggas up on there, wherever we
I got racks in my pocket right to my llamas
I'm mowin' my bag, the purple
Get my girl and it's round whatever
So don't be struck down you seein' me nigga
Whoever fuck with me be smoking the
You ready for war, you bout that life
You me in Cali, you catch me in Philly
See me in Miami, the is wit me
Don't kick no who be gossippin' with me
Lookin' for yo but she probably (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)

We playin', got 100 racks (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
In the van got 100 gat (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
(wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
(wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
(wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
We playin', got 100 racks (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
In the van got 100 gat (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
(wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
Gas (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
(wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)

Uh, money weed wit me
Before you judge me I guilty
I wish a nigga would, I get a splinter
Just bought a chicken, to break it down into chicken tenders
This booming, I'm not human
My drop zoomin', my eyes
One leaf for mankind
I'm high as moon men, how you been?
Gun ain't on my
But it ain't far away
I'm sparkling like Chardonnay
Here today, gone
I play with pussy, not niggas
these niggas
Kidnap em call they and ask em who gone buy these niggas
Got Lil Wayne on her ass, Lil Tunechi on her
To me you gotta die wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me

Hey Wayne wait man, these niggas ain't
Julio on the yard, these can't do
These niggas ain't King, these niggas Tune
Got the game locked up, every angle
Got the outside, inside, lane too
All sold up nigga, hold up
Pimps on the loop, put yo up nigga
that bitch when we roll up nigga
We'll hit bitch, run pole up in her
And the and shoulders of another ho up in her
With the legs checkin' out, is she Just about
Then we rollin' some loud and leave up out the
We leave up the house, 100's and 50's
And go do a for 250
We out arenas at hundreds of cities
These niggas want I'm bringing it wit me (wit me, wit me, wit me)

We playin', got 100 racks (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
In the van got 100 gat (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
(wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
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In the van got 100 gat (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
(wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
Gas (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
(wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)

They ain't wit me, wit me, wit me
No, they fuckin' wit me, wit me, wit me
Yo T.I., they ain't fuckin' us pimp, ah!
My bad I didn't to scream, sorry