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 them fuck around, and you fuck around and get smoked. Fuck around with fuck arounds and you fuck around and get smoked.

(Lil Wayne)
Im Rollin, All my Rollin.
that fuckin' red bandana, Holk Hogan.
Im cuttin' up like scissors, Comin' down like Blizzards,
Im getting while giving head, Thats a head on Collision.
Im all up on pill, I keep shit Trill,
These aint forreal,...Like a Fire Drill.
Yo Hoe on my back a fuckin' fith wheel.
That bitch make her pu**y and close like fish gills,
I Put all my niggas on, But some of niggas gone,
Them niggas 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 pull down skirts,
If i die off purps, But a bad bitch 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 blows, so please don't get smoked,
Fuck around with them 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, you gone meet them
My niggas for seetah, that bitch going, she a eater
She was a good girl, I turned her to a
his squad move burbons, yea on feedback
.30 clip and them tips make him do the running man
Go for them, fuck man; I'm rolling my hitters
I'll my hitters out to go get you
Hella bands, hella bands, hit the club throwing bands
load, throwing hella bands, in the club doing the money dance
Hella bands, bands, hit the club throwing hella bands
Heavy load, throwing hella bands, in the club doing the dance
Niggas talking in the club, he better watch 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 ain't gone be left

[Hook x2 Lil
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 and get smoked
Fuck around with them fuck-arounds, and you fuck and get smoked

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

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