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 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 hard 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 and close like fish gills,
I Put all my niggas on, But of them niggas gone,
Them niggas callin my phone. me alone.
Im lightin up strong, then pass it to my bro.
Numbers lie. Except 5-0.
Different color shirts, You ni**as pull down your skirts,
If i die off purps, But a bad bitch in my hearse.
My hoes lift up 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 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. [[x2]]

[Verse 2 Lil
RIP him, Darnell RIP him
If you them, then you gone meet them
My niggas for seetah, that bitch going, she a eater
She was a good girl, I her to a eater
his squad move burbons, yea on feedback
.30 clip and them hollow make him do the running man
Go for them, fuck I'm rolling with my hitters
I'll 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
Heavy load, hella bands, in the club doing the money dance
Niggas talking shit in the club, he watch his self
Melly got the .30 on his hip, he need some help
I'm a gangster, nigga, and I could do this shit my self
to his melon; it ain't gone be nothing left

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

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

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