Luyện nghe bài hát 25 Lighters (Remix)

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

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

1: wifisfuneral]
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?
People on my whip now, hip now
I just spent a quarter on my wrist, like, what that shit
is real life, no cap, I'm on the tac, like, Check 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 me 'till I'm restless
Bring it back, write my thoughts to mention, burn my 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? better check my letterman
Hand smoke like cigarettes
They new now my biggest threat
Like, bitch, I'm in my
it back, brick back, hold 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 minus with the toe tag
All up in the middle, run flat, uh
All up in the middle, run flat, uh

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

2: Curren$y]
Uh, I got 25 on my dresser
30 in my collection quite impressive
I up on bitches, they be under pressure
My last one right, so I left her
Baby, you take that loss as a lesson
All we mash is and better
Carrera, no top in the weather
It's so perfect how me and paper go
I stack it up and use some to the leather
I got my own strain, I'm a in the game
Musical cocaine, 'cause I'm a mane
Rims pokin', I'm swervin', hoggin' up lanes
I'm from New Orleans, I stay everywhere, I'm planes
and Cuban chains, diamonds in my pinky ring
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 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 best (Okay)
Okay, like, 25 lighters on my (Okay)
I woke up still dead, forgot to (What?)
I'm off the drugs, like, what's my best bet? (Huh?)
I'm sick off the drugs, like, what's my bet? (Huh?)