Luyện nghe bài hát Get Smoked

Intro : '09 We Tote, My ain't no joke.
And We keep 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 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 this shit Trill,
These Niggas forreal,...Like a Fire Drill.
Yo Hoe on my like a fuckin' fith wheel.
That bitch her pu**y open and close like fish gills,
I Put all my niggas on, But some of them gone,
niggas callin my phone. Leave me alone.
Im lightin up that strong, pass it to my bro.
Numbers lie. Except 5-0.
Different color trukfit shirts, You ni**as down your skirts,
If i die off purps, But a bad bitch in my hearse.
My hoes 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 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. [[x2]]

2 Lil Mouse]
Corlay RIP him, RIP him
If you disrespect them, then you gone meet
My niggas for seetah, that bitch going, she a eater
She was a good girl, I her to a eater
his move burbons, yea nigga on feedback
.30 and them hollow tips make him do the running man
Go for them, fuck man; I'm rolling with my
I'll my hitters out to go get you
Hella bands, hella bands, hit the club throwing bands
Heavy load, throwing bands, in the club doing the money 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
got the .30 on his hip, he gone need some help
I'm a gangster, nigga, and I could do this my fucking self
Pistol to his it ain't gone be nothing left

[Hook x2 Lil
09, we tote - my niggas ain't no
And we keep blows, so please don't get smoked
Fuck around with them fuck-arounds, and you fuck around and get
Fuck with them fuck-arounds, and you fuck 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 niggas they the shit
These perfume
Highly grove, so grove
On my road so grove
Im sick it, Ive been diagnosed
We cut the coke, thats diet coke
These niggas broke, Im paid in
game, Redbull
My tongue a serve board
Her like a way pool

[Hook x2 Lil
09, we - my niggas 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 with them fuck-arounds, and you fuck around and get smoked