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 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 fuckin' red bandana, Hogan.
Im cuttin' up like scissors, Comin' down like Blizzards,
Im head while giving head, Thats a head on Collision.
Im all up on pill, I keep this Trill,
These aint 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 up that strong, then 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 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 them fuck arounds and you fuck 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 her to a eater
his move burbons, yea nigga on feedback
.30 clip and them hollow tips make him do the man
Go for them, man; I'm rolling with my hitters
I'll my hitters out to go get you
bands, hella bands, hit the club throwing hella bands
Heavy load, throwing bands, in the club doing the money dance
Hella bands, bands, hit the club throwing hella 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 gone need some
I'm a gangster, nigga, and I do this shit my fucking self
Pistol to his melon; it ain't gone be nothing

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

[Verse 3 Lil
Runnin up with my gangstas, up in this yella hoes
Everybody wanna my bitch
Her pussy lips like heaven
Its pussy and kush
Skateboards and
These think they the shit
These perfume
Highly grove, so highly
On my so highly grove
Im with it, Ive been diagnosed
We dont cut the coke, thats coke
These niggas broke, Im in full
Blood game,
My like 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 around with fuck-arounds, and you fuck around and get smoked
Fuck around with them fuck-arounds, and you fuck and get smoked