Luyện nghe bài hát Codeine Fiend

(Hook)
Hunneds turn to
no tellin
(Ain't no tellin)
Trappin housin
Juggin
And it's
She sipping on lean poppin a
Codeine fiend of the party
Ain't no
on Buddha
Flippin layers while we stackin paper pray to God to show em we

(Verse 1)
Woke up early morning
god for the come up
People got em looking
Got Couple shows now they
Now we Out in Dubai get
I be riding I be
bad bitches
In the back
Got All of em
I'll be better off
a dog looking for a bone
I been Out here on this
Follow the light back home
Baby Put this oil on forehead
Keep me from the hands of the
of the rich famous
survived through conditions
Temptations with the moves
Ruffin when i dream
Couldn't you how it happened
Hop off the
across the sea
See you for a reaction,
Moonwalk jackson
Billy
from a place
Where I am the main
Pull up on you with a
fresh out the limousine
Bullet presidential
a look at you
Now look at me
Diamonds on me
like a bee
Burn notice get third degree
Industrialist mendela
No don't no company
I am so

(Hook)
Hunneds to thousands
Ain't no
(Ain't no tellin)
outta housin
Juggin
And it's
She sipping on lean a molly
Codeine life of the party
no judas
Smoking on
Flippin layers while we stackin pray to God to show em we ruthless

(Verse 2)
fuck with some goons

wit him

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

Never by the rules

20 thousand on the

( we talking )

up in porshes

They feelin the

......wooooh

hearin our voice

We wit our torches

Bringing the

....wooooh

Lil Asian bad , throw that ass back

Dancing with devil , a phantom gotta stay in the shadows

( rain in my cup )

Thriller jacket on jackson

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

her for ransom , throwing a tantrum

Never been the to ride a wave

Get the money, get it away

voices in my head
Demons talk to me , not hearin what they

pick

up the

it's money

Hear the birds (bddddd bdddd)

I'm here for a

I know what my is

Damn I deserve this

I like I'm purgin
(Arrgh)

right

I'm the

around

and got

Now he mad I

his bitch

Nigga you

shit

(Hook)
Hunneds turn to
no tellin
(Ain't no tellin)
Trappin housin
selling
And yelling
She sipping on lean a molly
Codeine fiend of the party
no judas
Smoking on
Flippin layers while we stackin paper pray to God to em we ruthless