Luyện nghe bài hát Free Uzi

Oh my God, what is this? An L
Free Uzi,
(Fuck Drama)
This an L

Yeah, I remember when that girl need me
I have no money and I
find out what's the reason (Why?)
Now that ho back on my team, 'cause my wet like a squeegee (Woah)
We served packs in the net,
we get them like Serena, uh (Woo)
Yeah, the sun out, so my boys gonna trap
When you get money, day like Saturday (Woo)
Niggas lyin', yeah he stuck with a face
Niggas rattin', they get hit with the MAC (Woo)
It's my "I don't even know, um, what happened"
Grandma in the kitchen still "Happy Days" (Yeah)
I popped a G6, I'm in my happy place
She was trippin', had to ask her, "What you take" (Let's go!)

I can your lil' bitch just wanna percolate
Sex first we can have a after-date (Yeah)
me head 'til my shit, um, decapitate
Look me in my eye and do, um, that face (Woah)
Make it in the club like a nasty day
Told 'em that I'm comin', oh, no
Pastry, pocket, boy, you not havin'
Fuck overcoat and I swear your jacket late
Bro just his money back off a half a plate
cost me 40 thousand, that's half the face
I remember when them niggas all at me
Portfolios, now all bring their apps to me
Wish me that my bitch practiced abstinence
don't come true until you just practice it
Niggas Never, ho, bitch, we havin' it
Yes, we spendin' it, but you we stackin' it (Let's go)

I was steppin' on the beat, a nap on it
If she shake her ass, you know I'm gon' on it
She was suckin' my right on her knees
Her mama bust in, she said, "Girl, is happenin'?"
She said, "Baby, you your dad a pastor"
She said, "Mama, I'm just the Kaepernick"
Frito-Lay, yeah, you know that I'm chips
Got a tattoo'd face so you can see my
It's some that really just wanna blast at me
But you I got some niggas that blast for me
I'm not tall, but I like a athlete
my money, yeah, I turn to a mathlete
Had to get my together (Yup)
I had three in taxes (I did)
I got it all off on level (Yup)
said it's three million that's missin'
I ain't say nothin', I level
Couple on me, say, "Hey, yellow"
Then stack my money, gon' level
I don't give a fuck, I'ma stay
Backwood on me, bitch, you 'rello (What else?)
I got my metal so stay
Got them boulders, my neck won't see a (Uh)

I can your lil' bitch just wanna percolate
Sex then we can have a after-date
Gave me 'til my shit, um, decapitate
Look me in my eye and do, um, that nasty (Woah)
Make it rain in the club a nasty day
Told 'em I'm comin', oh, no ejaculate
Pastry, pocket, boy you not cake
Fuck that and I swear your jacket late
Bro made his money back off a half a plate
Rollie cost me 40 thousand, half the face
I remember when them niggas all at me
Portfolios, now they all their apps to me
before me that my bitch practiced abstinence
Wishes don't come true until you practice it
Niggas Never, ho, bitch we havin' it
Yes we spendin' it, but you we stackin' it

Foreign cars, make your wanna hop in it
Don't know my name, but she start top in it
Lil Uzi make these bitches flock in it
Wonton, the block with some Wock' in it
They saw I was so they all just start hoppin' fence
Gang Wang, yeah, you know you get in it
Wang, bitch, I came from poverty
Got a plug, bring that shit right Providence
Kill a opp, now my gonna hibernate
Psych, nah, they back on it the day
The reason he died 'cause that boy gon'
Nigga, you started shit, I'm just less play
She suck on my 'til that bitch gon' regurgitate
She tellin' you that she never even of me
I can't none of these niggas, might turn on me
I'm still a millionaire, this shit not me (Woah)
But it's you (Yeah)
And I the truth
I still watch Big Bang Theory, that's the in me
I remember when your ass was just me
Please keep that same with the urgency
I'm liftin' these big ol' stacks like my Hercules
Bulletproof on my tank, my insurgency
These ol' niggas wanna rob me a burglary (Let's go)

I can make lil' bitch just wanna percolate
Sex first then we can a after-date (Free Uzi)
me head 'til my shit, um, decapitate
Look me in my eye and do, um, that nasty (Free Uzi)
Make it rain in the club a nasty day
'em that I'm comin', oh, no ejaculate(Free Uzi)
Pastry, pocket, boy you not havin'
Fuck that and I swear your jacket late (Yeah)
Bro made his money back off a half a plate
Rollie cost me 40 thousand, that's the face
I remember when them all laughed at me
Portfolios, now they all their apps to me
Wish before me my bitch practiced abstinence
Wishes don't come true until you just it
Niggas broke? Never, ho, bitch we it
Yes we spendin' it, but you we stackin' it

Uzi