Luyện nghe bài hát Harry Potter D.O.P.E.

1 T.I.]
(Go) stacked up in a high pile
G-4 flying, No
Get it, whip it, give it to in the city
Hard, Soft, Girl, Boy Decisions,
All I can do is in-vision all this I been gettin'
And just a day a quarter key was the mission
And now I'm weighing scale on a big scale
Hopin' I can evade the law and outta jail
My gave me work, I made it disappear
Like Potter got that chopper in the window seal
My cousin a brick
Listen you better bring my money back quick
And he like this
[Hook: T.I. & Booke]
T: Man, I can't even fit money in a rubberband
Right hand get tied I just whip it wit my other
If I make that brick jump back I bet my brother can
Off in my trap junkies bitin' like man
Y: And if they ask we got the whip proper
If the game droppa
Make 'em disappear we call it Harry Potter
Got the whip proper
My aim choppers
'em disappear we just call it Harry Potter, man
[Verse 2 Yung
(Flya) Straight drop, got Jays playing Telvin
Young boys got racks in the sideline clutchin'
G's on ya head now you a fan of the
We than a statue, We seprano style whack ya
Phone ringing, Its to have a ticket calling
Get off of work, we all gone be joined in ballin'
Yeah, cause whip it til it lock
Set it out and let it dry and distribute it to the
I'm motivated by big faces, I need
My only friends is God Almighty and snake
Some of my niggas hustlin' and the other got
quit the game and the other was in the box FLYA

[Verse 3
UGH You try me you disappear, we it Harry Potter
Just gotta ho, I tell her come sit on this Terry
I get my like a bird I'm for the swan though
And I be fresh everyday, Bitch I'm
I mix the coke with the water like I'm
I'm smoking until I'm
I'm and independent
You is my apprentice
Ugh, A lot of haters my campaign to end
I fucked a nigga and I champagned her friend
And I just acquired a fan, Im truly swag
If yo boyfriend get wrong, I'mma his ass
I'mma young boss playa, make a game holla
If this rap shit fall, I got my whip proper, Spodee

[Verse 4 F.]
(Yeah) Black magic for you whack
niggas trash and its tragic
Look, I got what you lacking, I'm blood attacking
With all money I'm stacking, I'm on another track and
If you for me, I'mma get it cracking
send ya ass packing
Jamaican
I got the power! keep wishing
with me wrong and I leave ya missing
Forgive me Jah for I am
and I'mma keep winning
Some much like I won the lotto
Keep it just in case like
The greatest artist, should call me Picasso
Make you disappear like Harry Potter cause I always keep my
My fist will you red and my Glock will leave you dead
No choice but to
I'm all about my bread, and I ain't frontin' I meant I said
No I wasn't playing, Y'all killed Dolla so I dont care who I'm
You can keep hatin' while I'm Bill
you understand what I'm saying

[Verse 5 Rich Kid
You gotta whip it with ya shoulda if you tryna get that
But that photo panamera probably be a collet, yeah
The trap hop, skip,
Gas, no air, I got my ma pumpin'
Bricks, no rocks the ma fucking fuck shit
And if you try to rob I make ya head do the
Finger licking delicious, check it nigga got brickes
6 like for niggas ????
I the leather coat like a ma fucking Italian
Dookie Gold Rope like the ma medallion
Bird It's the home of the falcons
They got me in the of the trap like Malcolm
Whip like the yellow camaro
Blockin' the smokin the rellos