Luyện nghe bài hát Bet That

Sittin' high, still ridin' dem big
Still fly, grindin', getting big checks
Still thuggin', leanin' to the back
You can bet that, you can bet

I ride, I shine, nigga, you can bet
I smoke, I drink, boy, you can bet
22's, how we roll
I'm a dope fa' sho

Everyday me and my dog we
7-Tre 7-5 dope
And we ain't on nothin', just vibin'
Big 9 with me 'cuz a fuck tried me

They know, how I let him go
Kill his ass and make at his funeral
How the hell a O.B. try me?
I'm O.G. on and off TV, see

Middle in the air, tell 'em fuck y'all
to hate on my dawgs, hell fuck nah
Why you hatin' on a nigga that
Why you tryin' to stab a nigga in his

I know some niggaz like this
But them niggaz is the I'm like this
Fuck done made me mad
I'm 'bout to an' put this K on his ass

high, still ridin' dem big whips
Still fly, still grindin', big checks
thuggin', still leanin' to the back
You can bet that, you can bet

I ride, I shine, nigga, you can bet
I smoke, I drink, boy, you can bet
22's, all we roll
I'm a rider fa' sho

Hey, I pull up Bentleys, like they not annoyed
Trunk popped up lookin' a Tonka Toy
If you don't like it you can get that Almond Joy
Deez nigga, wuddup Trick, I got ya boy

I'm over, lemme tell her I got another call
Ridin' wit my trunk popped up I'm 'Above The Law'
Tires wet and nigga they drippin' Armor-All
Tell me you fall, and I ain't got to use the arm at all

Bet Daddy finna Trick 'em, finna the paper
Chamillinator, me and Trick we finna shred a
Tip the dinner waiter Trick 'em like we finna her
Get off ya sleeves let 'em like a ventilator

Hey, what can I say me and the Of M.I.A
Finna, hey, finna touch ya and ya finna pay
Stay wit it hey, you we finna play
ya off the wheels and you can watch ya rims spin away

Sittin' high, still ridin' dem big
Still fly, grindin', getting big checks
Still thuggin', still to the back
You can bet that, you can bet

I ride, I shine, nigga, you can bet
I smoke, I drink, boy, you can bet
22's, 24's all we
I'm a rider fa' sho

In the club wit my we wylin'
Two straight coup gray dome
Look at cha boy go so hoes
in his mouf he got so many gold

I'm sippin' and I'm
Whole click, that's how we
Stay fly, right if ya didn't know
And everywhere that we go

All I do is
Drive my through years
And let 'em the candy paint
Ain't it right? Ain't it tight? Ain't it Yes

like, "Who painted that?"
Candy apple green, lookin' anywhere
Tweety seat with the dash
And a swat just in the ass

They wanna what I got in here
I got shit when it hit betta run 'em up here
They ain't heard nothin' like that
And ain't even turned the bass up yet

I love music
I smoke, I to it
I so much sometimes
I think I to quit but I can't do it

Sittin' high, still dem big whips
Still fly, still grindin', getting big
Still thuggin', still to the back
You can bet that, you can bet

I ride, I shine, nigga, you can bet
I smoke, I drink, boy, you can bet
22's, all we roll
I'm a rider fa' sho