Luyện nghe bài hát Dopamine Lit

Yeah, and it got a soul,
Uh-uh, it do, what it say
Yeah, yeah, Drogas, Drogas, it say
Yeah, yeah, Drogas, Drogas, it say
it say, Drogas, Drogas
Yeah, yeah,
Dro', Dro', Dro', trap, trap, Dro',
Dro', Dro', Dro', nigga, uh
What it say, yeah, yeah,

Blood to my head like coal
Plains on my mind like
Planes on my mind stage
for a while like fades
Fades to the like Jay
Waitin' from like Ks
Made it from behind like
Made it to the map like
Take it to the trap maze
Can't you back like trays
Bae it in my leather jacket, Jonah
'Cause you're seizures, Jesus
What's a nonbeliever to a
This is the kind of rap the opps and the thots like
Told Trak put the bat back on the
Cartagena, serve snacks at the (realest)
Need new batteries for the Glock (realest)
Put the mix on the oil 'til it tight (realest)
'Cause gave it to all the young niggas
dedicated to all the drug dealers
Find out how, now gon' come kill us
Try Containment Unit, the walls, they fit us
Who the Ghostbusters call to come get us?

Ayy, over-D off of
But baby, die 'til the dopamine hit, yo
Ayy, one ain't for Billbo'
You can stream the album on Silk
rings for more dough
So they baggin' Bilbo
like Jill for a pill at the Hollywood Hills, though
Famous
I want my all lit up
And leave out the how I came, in the clear
off of this
But don't asleep 'til the dopamine hit, hey

Drogas, Drogas, it say, what it say
Drogas, Drogas, yeah, yeah,
Dro', Dro', Dro', trap, trap, Dro',
Dro', Dro', Dro',
Drogas, Drogas, what it say, it say
Drogas, Drogas, yeah, yeah,
Dro', Dro', Dro', trap, trap, Dro',
Dro', Dro', Dro',

Big watch, big watch, you can see it
Lot of in the Cartier
'Less I'm thinkin' 'bout the money, I concentrate
Don't if you ain't ball enough to commentate, yeah
a Super Bowl every time I contemplate
Limited edition,
I'm livin' off the interest
I don't really care niggas
Denzel put the money in the
For the esés, shower posse the SKs
For the haters be hatin' on the Hefes
Half-naked hoes, they be just like X-rays
Rated, all the way through, don't like nothin' this
Simps think got cool, I'm just stickin' to the basics

This one for Billbo'
You can the album on Silk Road
Drug rings for dough
So they baggin' like
like Jill for a pill at the Hollywood Hills, though
Famous
I want my all lit up
And leave out the world how I came, in the
Over-D off of
But fall asleep 'til the dopamine hit, hey