Luyện nghe bài hát Codeine Fiend

(Hook)
Hunneds to thousands
no tellin
(Ain't no tellin)
Trappin housin
selling
And yelling
She sipping on lean poppin a
fiend life of the party
Ain't no
on Buddha
Flippin while we stackin paper pray to God to show em we ruthless

(Verse 1)
Woke up this morning
Thank god for the up
People got em looking
Got Couple now they booking
Now we Out in get Dirhams
I be I be swervin
Couple bad
In the back
Got All of em
I'll be off alone
Just a dog looking for a
I been Out here on road
Follow the light back home
Baby Put oil on your forehead
Keep me from the hands of the
Lifestyle of the rich
survived through conditions
with the dance moves
David when i dream
Couldn't you how it happened
Hop off the
Walk the sea
See you for a reaction,
Moonwalk jackson
Billy
Came from a
Where I am the main
Pull up on you with a
Hopping out the limousine
presidential Beast
Take a at you
Now take at me
Diamonds on me
like a bee
Burn notice get third degree
Nelson mendela
No don't need no
I am so

(Hook)
Hunneds to thousands
Ain't no
(Ain't no tellin)
Trappin outta
selling
And yelling
She sipping on poppin a molly
Codeine life of the party
no judas
Smoking on
Flippin layers while we stackin paper pray to God to show em we

(Verse 2)
fuck with some goons

wit him

You'll lose
.....
I'm on the

Never play by the

20 on the shoes

( we endorsements )

Pull up in

feelin the force

......wooooh

They hearin our

We wit our torches

the noise

....wooooh

Lil Asian bad , throw that ass back

Dancing with devil , like a phantom gotta stay in the

( Purple in my cup )

Thriller jacket on Michael

Damn I'm handsome , bring out dem hammas , bananas , dirty Diana

her for ransom , throwing a tantrum

Never the type to ride a wave

Get the money, get it right

Hearin in my head
Demons talk to me , not what they said

pick

up the

it's money

Hear the chirp (bddddd bdddd)

I'm here for a

I know my worth is

Damn right I this

I feel like I'm
(Arrgh)

right

I'm the

around

and got

Now he mad I

took his

you ain't

sellin

(Hook)
turn to thousands
Ain't no
(Ain't no tellin)
outta housin
Juggin
And yelling
She on lean poppin a molly
Codeine fiend of the party
Ain't no
Smoking on
Flippin layers while we paper pray to God to show em we ruthless