Luyện nghe bài hát Dopamine Lit

Yeah, and it got a soul,
Uh-uh, what it do, 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
it say, yeah, yeah, yeah

Blood rushin' to my head like
on my mind like shade
Planes on my like stage
Stays for a like fades
Fades to the black Jay
Waitin' behind like Ks
Made it from behind like
it to the map like Waze
Take it to the trap maze
Can't take you back like
Bae shake it in my jacket, Jonah
'Cause you're havin' seizures,
a nonbeliever to a preacher?
This is ain't the kind of rap the opps and the like
Told Trak put the bat back on the
Cartagena, serve snacks at the (realest)
Need new for the Glock lights (realest)
Put the mix on the oil it lock tight (realest)
they gave it to all the young niggas
Drogas to all the drug dealers
Find out how, now ya'll come kill us
Try Unit, the walls, they can't fit us
Who the Ghostbusters call to come get us?

Ayy, off of this
But baby, die 'til the dopamine hit, yo
Ayy, this one for Billbo'
You can stream the album on Road
Drug rings for 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
Over-D off of
But don't fall asleep 'til the 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
I'm thinkin' 'bout the money, I can't concentrate
Don't if you ain't ball enough to commentate, yeah
That's a Bowl every time I contemplate
Limited edition,
I'm just off the interest
I don't care about niggas
put the money in the bandos
For the esés, shower posse the SKs
For the that be hatin' on the Hefes
Half-naked hoes, they be just like X-rays
Rated, all the way through, like nothin' play this
Simps think they got cool, I'm stickin' to the basics

This one ain't for
You can the album on Silk Road
Drug for more dough
So baggin' like Bilbo
Jackin' Jill for a pill at the Hollywood Hills, though
dritter
I want my all lit up
And out the world how I came, in the clear
Over-D off of
But don't fall asleep 'til the hit, hey