Luyện nghe bài hát Get Smoked

Intro : '09 We Tote, My Ni**as no joke.
And We them blows, so please don't get smoked,
Fuck around with them fuck around, and you fuck and get smoked. Fuck around with them fuck arounds and you fuck around and get smoked.

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

(Chorus)
'09 We Tote, My ain't no joke.
And We them blows, so please don't get smoked,
Fuck around with them fuck around, and you fuck around and get smoked. Fuck around with them fuck arounds and you fuck and get smoked. [[x2]]

2 Lil Mouse]
Corlay RIP him, RIP him
If you disrespect them, then you gone meet
My niggas rollin for seetah, that bitch going, she a
She was a good girl, I her to a eater
his squad move burbons, yea on feedback
.30 and them hollow tips make him do the running man
Go for them, fuck man; I'm with my hitters
I'll my hitters out to go get you
Hella bands, bands, hit the club throwing hella bands
load, throwing hella bands, in the club doing the money dance
Hella bands, hella bands, hit the club throwing bands
Heavy load, throwing hella bands, in the 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 this my fucking self
Pistol to his melon; it gone be nothing left

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

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

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