Luyện nghe bài hát 25 Lighters (Remix)

[Intro:
Ayy
Got it on
Ayy, ayy, yuh

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

[Verse 1:
Okay, like, smokin' on this kill, I'm so fucked up, my a interlude
Pretty sure I held my pride, if I can't die, like, 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 now?
Listen, okay, all my life been deaded, bless me 'till I'm restless
it back, write my thoughts to mention, burn my past until it's present
You can't kill my soul, it, you too evil for my section
Wait, like, tell me why I'm better Bitch better check my letterman
free smoke like cigarettes
They new shit now my threat
Like, bitch, I'm in my
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
it back, brick back, hold that, uh
We can only with 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 still dead, forgot to (Ayy)
I'm sick off the drugs, like, what's my bet? (Okay)
I'm sick off the drugs, like, what's my bet? (Okay)
Okay, like, 25 lighters on my (Okay)
I woke up still dead, forgot to (What?)
I'm sick off the drugs, like, my best bet? (Huh?)
I'm off the drugs, like, what's my best bet?

2: Curren$y]
Uh, I got 25 on my dresser
30 cars in my collection impressive
I pull up on bitches, be under pressure
My last one wasn't right, so I her
Baby, you should that loss as a lesson
All we is Corvettes and better
Porsche Carrera, no top in the
so perfect how me and paper go together
I stack it up and use to wrap the leather
I got my own strain, I'm a in the game
Musical cocaine, I'm a dope mane
Rims pokin', I'm swervin', hoggin' up lanes
I'm from New Orleans, I stay everywhere, I'm hoppin'
Rolex and Cuban chains, diamonds in my pinky
Money is not a thing, but I'm so glad I got it,
Money is not a thing, but I'm so I got it, mane

[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 bet? (Okay)
I'm sick off the drugs, like, what's my bet? (Okay)
Okay, like, 25 on my dresser (Okay)
I up still dead, forgot 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?)