Luyện nghe bài hát 25 Lighters (Remix)

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

wifisfuneral]
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 dead, forgot to mention (What?)
I'm sick off the drugs, like, what's my best (Huh?)
I'm sick off the drugs, like, my best bet?

[Verse 1:
Okay, like, on this kill, I'm so fucked up, my life's a interlude
Pretty I held my pride, if I can't 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
This is real life, no cap, I'm on the tac, like, my fist now
up, like, keep your breath, I stay off edge, like, who my shit now?
Listen, okay, all my life been deaded, bless me 'till I'm restless
Bring it back, write my thoughts to mention, my past until it's present
You kill my soul, forget it, you too evil for my section
Wait, like, tell me why I'm then? Bitch better check my letterman
Hand smoke like cigarettes
They new shit now my biggest
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 only 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, my best 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 sick off the drugs, like, my best bet?

[Verse 2:
Uh, I got 25 lighters on my
30 in my collection quite impressive
I pull up on bitches, 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
Porsche Carrera, no top in the
It's so perfect how me and paper go
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 New Orleans, I stay everywhere, I'm hoppin' planes
and Cuban chains, diamonds in my pinky ring
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

wifisfuneral]
Okay, like, 25 lighters on my (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 best (Okay)
Okay, like, 25 on my dresser (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 bet? (Huh?)