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 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 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 open and close like gills,
I Put all my niggas on, But some of niggas gone,
niggas callin my phone. Leave me alone.
Im lightin up that strong, pass it to my bro.
Numbers dont lie. 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 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 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]]

[Verse 2 Lil
Corlay RIP him, RIP him
If you disrespect them, then you gone them
My niggas rollin for seetah, bitch going, she a eater
She was a girl, I turned her to a eater
his move burbons, yea nigga on feedback
.30 clip and them hollow tips him do the running man
Go for them, fuck I'm rolling with my hitters
send my hitters out to go get you
Hella bands, hella bands, hit the club throwing hella
Heavy load, hella bands, in the club doing the money dance
Hella bands, hella bands, hit the club hella bands
Heavy load, throwing bands, in the club doing the money dance
talking shit 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 this my fucking self
Pistol to his melon; it ain't be nothing left

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

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

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