Luyện nghe bài hát Get Smoked

Intro : '09 We Tote, My Ni**as no joke.
And We keep them blows, so please get smoked,
Fuck around with them fuck around, and you fuck around and get smoked. Fuck around with them arounds and you fuck around and get smoked.

(Lil Wayne)
Im Rollin, All my Rollin.
Keep fuckin' red bandana, Holk Hogan.
Im cuttin' up like scissors, Comin' down like Blizzards,
Im getting head while head, Thats a head on Collision.
Im all up on pill, I this shit Trill,
These Niggas aint forreal,...Like a Drill.
Yo Hoe on my back like a fuckin' wheel.
That bitch her pu**y open and close like fish gills,
I Put all my on, But some of them niggas gone,
Them callin my phone. Leave me alone.
Im up that strong, then pass it to my bro.
dont lie. Except 5-0.
Different color trukfit shirts, You ni**as down your skirts,
If i die off these purps, But a bad in my hearse.
My hoes lift up their skirts, Im as captain kirk, If we run out of work,
We Rob..Like

(Chorus)
'09 We Tote, My ain't no joke.
And We keep them blows, so please get smoked,
Fuck around with them fuck around, and you fuck around and get smoked. Fuck around with them fuck arounds and you fuck around and get smoked.

[Verse 2 Lil
RIP him, Darnell RIP him
If you disrespect them, then you gone them
My rollin for seetah, that bitch going, she a eater
She was a good girl, I turned her to a
his squad burbons, yea nigga on feedback
.30 clip and them hollow tips make him do the man
Go for them, fuck man; I'm with my hitters
send my hitters out to go get you
Hella bands, bands, hit the club throwing hella bands
Heavy load, throwing hella bands, in the club doing the dance
Hella bands, hella bands, hit the club throwing bands
load, throwing hella bands, in the club doing the money dance
Niggas talking shit in the club, he better his self
Melly got the .30 on his hip, he gone some help
I'm a gangster, nigga, and I could do shit my fucking self
Pistol to his it ain't gone be nothing left

x2 Lil Mouse]
09, we tote - my niggas ain't no
And we keep them blows, so don't get smoked
around with them fuck-arounds, and you fuck around and get smoked
Fuck with them fuck-arounds, and you fuck around and get smoked

[Verse 3 Lil
Runnin up with my gangstas, runnin up in yella hoes
Everybody wanna fuck my
Her lips like heaven doors
Its money and kush
Skateboards and
These niggas they the shit
niggas perfume
Highly grove, so highly
On my road so grove
Im sick with it, Ive been
We dont cut the coke, thats diet
niggas broke, Im paid in full
Blood game,
My tongue like a serve
Her pussy like a way

x2 Lil Mouse]
09, we tote - my ain't no joke
And we them blows, so please don't get smoked
Fuck around with them fuck-arounds, and you fuck around and get
Fuck around them fuck-arounds, and you fuck around and get smoked