Luyện nghe bài hát Get Smoked

Intro : '09 We Tote, My Ni**as no joke.
And We keep blows, so please don't get smoked,
Fuck around with fuck around, and you fuck around 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 red bandana, Holk Hogan.
Im cuttin' up scissors, Comin' down hard like Blizzards,
Im getting while giving head, Thats a head on Collision.
Im all up on pill, I keep shit Trill,
Niggas aint forreal,...Like a Fire Drill.
Yo Hoe on my like a fuckin' fith wheel.
That bitch make her pu**y open and close like gills,
I Put all my niggas on, But some of niggas gone,
Them niggas my phone. Leave me alone.
Im lightin up that strong, pass it to my bro.
Numbers dont lie. 5-0.
Different color trukfit shirts, You pull down your skirts,
If i die off these purps, But a bad in my hearse.
My lift up their skirts, Im high 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 don't get smoked,
Fuck with them fuck around, and you fuck around and get smoked. Fuck around with them fuck arounds and you fuck around and get smoked. [[x2]]

[Verse 2 Lil
Corlay RIP him, RIP him
If you disrespect them, you gone meet them
My niggas rollin for seetah, that bitch going, she a
She was a good girl, I her to a eater
his squad burbons, yea nigga on feedback
.30 clip and them hollow make him do the running man
Go for them, fuck man; I'm with my hitters
send my hitters out to go get you
Hella bands, hella bands, hit the club hella bands
Heavy load, hella bands, in the club doing the money dance
Hella bands, hella bands, hit the club hella bands
Heavy load, throwing hella bands, in the club doing the dance
Niggas talking shit in the club, he better his self
Melly got the .30 on his hip, he need some help
I'm a gangster, nigga, and I could do shit my fucking self
Pistol to his melon; it gone be nothing left

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

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

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