Luyện nghe bài hát Call You

Ayy, Ben, I always you when I need a hit, man
I call you when I need to one
I call you I need to roll one
You call me you need to hold something

You only call me when you a loan
And I'm only murder on my other phone
She be right here she posted
And I'm ruffles on my shoulder
You know I love to shine, so my gun plated
You havin your high, got me on my tippy
I'm already zombie, I gotta sell my soul, baby
Own a mansion, now my last home got old
I be totin' pole, I'm pourin' a four, I'm mold
Flyin' in these niggas when these, be flyin' cold
And I'm takin' money the dope now
I promise I'm a on the dope now
Takin' Molly got me souls
Mollys fucked me up, I know
I I'm a zombie on Earth, I'm a Zoe
And I'm bringin' hell on for these hoes
Put my on Earth for my whole baby
I love my old girl, I love my old
Lookin' in my rear view, I ain't paranoid, I'm on
In the club with of my niggas but I'm on one
She said, "Kodak, is you flyer my nigga?" uh huh
Police asked if I know happened to that nigga, uh uh
They like, Really, it ain't none of your goddamn None ya
You niggas got the same drip, I'm drippin'
Kill a nigga broad just for custom
Kill a right in public 'bout my brothers
I play no games, you could miss me with the fun
'Cause I got a in the trunk
Lil' nigga, but I beat it like I'm
I parked the Wraith, then I up in a Dawn
Sniper Taliban, I'm a dog, yeah
Remember hittin' stores, in a dungeon, yeah
Jump out with my orange ski mask like I'm
I run out on you ass niggas, y'all be punkin'
though I'm little, I be makin' big boy moves
They know I'm little, so I got a lot to prove
I done transformed from nigga to that Woo
Talkin' 'bout me I'm gon' need you on the

Let it marinate, one again
'bout that I'm 'gon need you on a T-shirt
That talk, you niggas teeth hurt
I'm gon' need you on a T-shirt,
pink on it, yuh
My momma Bill, I kill to pay the bills, I swear
My momma named me Jason, see me in sleep, nightmare
My called me God's son, 'cause I'm gon' need bloodshed

Yuh, I'm gon' need your head
'90s baby, I got no respect for the old heads
Sniper Gang, most of my done gone fed
I Tweetin', pussy nigga, I know you scared
me slidin' in the decoy, fuck a Maybach
She said, "Do you fuck with d-boy?" was way back
I split yo' wig, I put your top right your tape at
I'm 'bout gun play, got a AK in the Maybach
I lost my to a gunman
I lost my other homie I found money
I'm SG, 13 is done
I'm jumpin' out the joint, I got with it