Luyện nghe bài hát Codeine Fiend

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

(Verse 1)
up early this morning
Thank god for the up
searching got em looking
Got Couple shows now booking
Now we Out in Dubai get
I be riding I be
bad bitches
In the back
Got All of em
I'll be off alone
Just a dog looking for a
I been Out here on road
Just Follow the light home
Baby Put oil on your forehead
Keep me the hands of the wicked
Lifestyle of the rich
survived critical conditions
Temptations the dance moves
David when i dream
Couldn't you how it happened
Hop off the
across the sea
See you for a reaction,
Moonwalk Michael
jeans
Came a place
Where I am the main
up on you with a fleet
Hopping fresh out the
presidential Beast
Take a at you
Now look at me
Diamonds on me
like a bee
Burn notice might get degree
Industrialist mendela
No need no company
I am so

(Hook)
Hunneds turn to
Ain't no
(Ain't no tellin)
Trappin outta
selling
And it's
She sipping on lean a molly
Codeine life of the party
Ain't no
on Buddha
Flippin layers while we stackin paper pray to God to em we ruthless

(Verse 2)
fuck with some goons

wit him

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

Never play by the

20 on the shoes

( we talking )

up in porshes

They feelin the

......wooooh

hearin our voice

We wit our torches

the noise

....wooooh

Lil Asian bad bitch , that ass back

Dancing with , like a phantom gotta stay in the shadows

( rain in my cup )

jacket on Michael jackson

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

Hold her for , throwing a tantrum

Never been the type to a wave

Get the money, get it away

Hearin voices in my
talk to me , not hearin what they said

Never

up the

it's money

the birds chirp (bddddd bdddd)

I'm for a purpose

I what my worth is

right I deserve this

I feel I'm purgin
(Arrgh)

Damn

I'm the

Fuck

and got

Now he mad I

took his

Nigga you

sellin

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