Luyện nghe bài hát Burn One

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

She's her nigga keep calling
fuck that, make her burn one
My said I've been the man since I turned one
In your he playing games while it's turned on
I walk up in that bitch like that shit do
My jeans ain't got no but my whip do
and my do and my bitch got great eyes
You should see that when she high
You prolly see her when she like bye
Drive-bys, licks just to get by
I'm on my shit you just flies
I'm my bread and get baked like biscuits
My blunt's always covered with
Smoke while bitches get tipsy
Riding in leather lipsy
without gold is too risky
That's why we're it up
and rolling the blunt, we never lose
In my we win or we learn
is as cold as big worms
My bitches don't need to get
you need to confirm
I'm for this shit that I earn, hey, hey

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

GATES:
That burn on on fully
And destined in a
aura wit a forty
Open, pull it
Black enchanted, with witches while burning canvas
Shit I was was tragic
back at business, get at us
So our get splattered
That me low down and riding
They say I'm cut throat
Homeboy should get to divin'
I'm thuggin', guess who won't me
An object got a body
I drive a new
I simply hit like I'm
Plus I'm my own monster, disguised it as Brasi
Studio Ghadaffi, grand we sloppy
Pounds everywhere, you could buy a person a
I'm still doing
forget the 1st and the 3rd

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

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

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

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