Luyện nghe bài hát 25 Lighters (Remix)

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Ayy
Got it on
Ayy, ayy, yuh

[Chorus:
Okay, like, 25 on my dresser (Ayy)
I up still dead, forgot to mention (Ayy)
I'm sick off the drugs, like, what's my best (Okay)
I'm sick off the drugs, like, my best bet? (Okay)
Okay, like, 25 on my dresser (Okay)
I up still dead, forgot to mention (What?)
I'm sick off the drugs, like, what's my bet? (Huh?)
I'm sick off the drugs, like, what's my bet?

[Verse 1:
Okay, like, on this kill, I'm so fucked up, my life's a interlude
Pretty sure I held my pride, if I die, like, what got into you?
pushin' on my whip now, hip now
I just spent a quarter on my wrist, like, what that shit
This is real life, no cap, I'm on the tac, like, my fist now
Hol' up, like, keep your breath, I stay off edge, like, who my shit
Listen, okay, all my life been deaded, deadman bless me I'm restless
it back, write my thoughts to mention, burn my past until it's present
You can't kill my soul, forget it, you too evil for my
Wait, like, tell me why I'm better then? Bitch check my letterman
Hand smoke like cigarettes
They new shit now my threat
Like, bitch, I'm in my
it back, brick back, hold that, uh
We can only minus the toe tag
All up in the middle, run flat, uh
All up in the middle, run flat, uh
Bring it back, back, hold that, uh
We can only minus the toe tag
All up in the middle, run flat, uh
All up in the middle, run flat, uh

wifisfuneral]
Okay, like, 25 on my dresser (Ayy)
I woke up dead, forgot to mention (Ayy)
I'm sick off the drugs, like, my best bet? (Okay)
I'm off the drugs, like, what's my best bet? (Okay)
Okay, like, 25 lighters on my (Okay)
I up still dead, forgot to mention (What?)
I'm sick off the drugs, like, my best bet? (Huh?)
I'm sick off the drugs, like, my best bet?

[Verse 2:
Uh, I got 25 on my dresser
30 in my collection quite impressive
I up on bitches, they be under pressure
My one wasn't right, so I left her
Baby, you take that loss as a lesson
All we is Corvettes and better
Carrera, no top in the weather
It's so perfect how me and go together
I it up and use some to wrap the leather
I got my own strain, I'm a in the game
Musical cocaine, 'cause I'm a dope
pokin', I'm swervin', hoggin' up both lanes
I'm from New Orleans, I stay everywhere, I'm hoppin'
Rolex and Cuban chains, diamonds in my ring
Money is not a thing, but I'm so I got it, mane
is not a thing, but I'm so glad I got it, mane

[Chorus:
Okay, like, 25 on my dresser (Ayy)
I woke up still dead, to mention (Ayy)
I'm sick off the drugs, like, what's my best (Okay)
I'm sick off the drugs, like, what's my bet? (Okay)
Okay, like, 25 on my dresser (Okay)
I woke up still dead, to mention (What?)
I'm off the drugs, like, what's my best bet? (Huh?)
I'm off the drugs, like, what's my best bet? (Huh?)