Luyện nghe bài hát Drop a Bag

If young Metro trust you, I'm gon' shoot you

Yeah, hoe
I blast on your ass (yeah, hoe)
I got like a cab (yeah, hoe)
them hitters at your ass (yeah, hoe)
You gon' make me a bag (yeah, hoe)
You a hoe, you we know (yeah, hoe)
Fuck around and get (yeah, hoe)
on the internet (yeah, hoe)
In real life, you CB4

Perpetrate, impersonate, you too to catch a fade
I got niggas in these streets that touch snow than Christmas Day
Blow my high, lose my cool, you gon' make the news
They can't find your to ID you, they don't have a clue
It's down on your block, where the bread at?
Catch you sleepin', homie, some shots, where your bed at
Got your bitch, like you thinking nigga, where your head at?
Talkin' all that shit, you wish you wouldn't have that
You a dead man, fill you up with lead, man, real niggas, I that
They gon' go to war for me, they gon' bring your back (bitch)
And I know you been, where you standin' (hoe)
Ain't no runnin' off from me I don't play that, mane
(Yeah Hoe!)

I will on your ass (yeah, hoe)
I got like a cab (yeah, hoe)
Send them at your ass (yeah, hoe)
You gon' make me a bag (yeah, hoe)
You a hoe, you know we (yeah, hoe)
Fuck and get exposed (yeah, hoe)
Gangsta on the (yeah, hoe)
In real life, you CB4

Everybody your own when you're stuntin'
You done fucked the wrong nigga money
Niggas runnin' in your home when they
Sendin' shots at dome, ain't no runnin'
up on your block, like we got it on lock
Birdie in the block, run up to spot
Runnin' in and out, bet you fuckin' the cops
Workin' the opps, tryin' to put me in the box (bitch)
Yeah, I got niggas looking up to me, nigga, I'm a
Yeah, trap get slow but the shit don't (shit don't stop)
Yeah, ran out but he better not stop (running)
You put niggas on but they still gon' plot, yeah
Got a couple niggas on the block
I could make me a mil' on the (mill')
And the way that I wrap them
I could get me a deal on the
Lotta niggas real on the block
Lotta niggas get on the block
though they ain't gettin' no money,
Them dumbass niggas be on the block
I cook that on the block

I will on your ass (yeah, hoe)
I got riders a cab (yeah, hoe)
them hitters at your ass (yeah, hoe)
You gon' me drop a bag (yeah, hoe)
You a hoe, you know we (yeah, hoe)
Fuck around and get (yeah, hoe)
on the internet (yeah, hoe)
In life, you like CB4

Play me pimpin', man
Man, fuck these ol' fake ass hoes on Instagram, Snapchat. These Facebook bitches showin' their and shit, tryin' to get a nigga's attention. All a nigga's DM, fuck you hoes, man
Now let's get up