Luyện nghe bài hát 25 Lighters (Remix)

[Intro:
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, my best bet? (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, my best bet? (Huh?)
I'm off the drugs, like, what's my best bet?

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

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

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

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