Luyện nghe bài hát Burn One

Hey!
I know you got for one
burn one, one, hey
burn one, one, hey
I you got time for one
burn one, one, hey
one, burn one

She's said her keep calling
Well that, make her burn one
My mama said been the man since I turned one
In your Xbox he playing games it's turned on
I walk up in bitch like what that shit do
My ain't got no holes but my whip do
and my do and my bitch got great eyes
You should see shit when she high
You prolly only see her when she bye
Drive-bys, licks just to get by
I'm on my shit you niggas just
I'm my bread and get baked like biscuits
My blunt's always with lifted
Smoke while these bitches get
in leather some lipsy
Life without gold is too
That's why living it up
Wrapping and rolling the blunt, we lose
In my we win or we learn
is as cold as big worms
My bitches don't to get perms
you need to confirm
I'm blessed for this shit I earn, hey, hey

I know you got for one
burn one, one, hey
burn one, one, hey
I know you got for one
one, burn one, hey
burn one, one

:KEVIN
That burn on thang on
And destined in a
aura wit a forty
Open, I'ma it
magic enchanted, with witches while burning canvas
Shit I was was tragic
back at business, get at us
So our get splattered
That kept me low and riding
They say I'm cut conavin
Homeboy just should get to
I'm thuggin', guess who sign me
An object got a body
I a new Maserati
I simply hit like I'm
Plus I'm my own monster, disguised it as Brasi
Studio Ghadaffi, session we sloppy
Pounds everywhere, you could buy a a bird
I'm doing shows
Can't the 1st and the 3rd

I know you got for one
one, burn one, hey
burn one, one, hey
I you got time for one
burn one, one, hey
burn one, one

I swear to god I'm gon' stop these swishers
I swear to god I'm gon' stop one day
I swear to god I'm gon' stop smokin' swishers
I they gon' try to kill me one day, yeah

But until then get like Ray Rice and break that down
I don't with no busters, don't fuck with no clowns, ugh
If you can't swim then you bound to
Look, you never seen weed before, my niggas smoke by the pound
Hey, gold in my gold chains
Finger tips got rangs
Holes all on my nigga
bitch love to get in 'em nigga
Look, fact that loud fact
I'm a young buffa
Leave her free, never her
Do it big just like a

I you got time for one
one, burn one, hey
burn one, one, hey
I you got time for one
one, burn one, hey
burn one, one