Luyện nghe bài hát Burn One

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

She's her nigga keep calling
Well that, make her burn one
My mama said I've been the man since I one
In your Xbox he games while it's turned on
I walk up in that bitch like what shit do
My jeans got no holes but my whip do
and my click do and my got great eyes
You should see that when she high
You only see her when she like bye
Drive-bys, hittin' just to get by
I'm on my shit you just flies
I'm bout my bread and get baked biscuits
My always covered with lifted
Smoke while bitches get tipsy
in leather some lipsy
Life without is too risky
That's why living it up
Wrapping and rolling the blunt, we never
In my we win or we learn
Bars is as as big worms
My don't need to get perms
Competitive you to confirm
I'm blessed for shit that I earn, hey, hey

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

GATES:
That burn on on fully
And in a cushion
Rabid wit a forty
Open, I'ma it
Black magic enchanted, with witches while burning
Shit I was seeing was
We're at business, get at us
So our get splattered
kept me low down and riding
They say I'm cut throat
Homeboy should get to divin'
I'm thuggin', who won't sign me
An that's got a body
I drive a new
I simply hit I'm Gotti
Plus I'm my own monster, it as Luca Brasi
Studio Ghadaffi, grand session we
everywhere, you could buy a person a bird
I'm still 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
one, burn one

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

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

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