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

1 T.I.]
(Go) Bricks up in a high pile
G-4 flying, No
Get it, it, give it to whoever in the city
Hard, Soft, Girl, Boy Decisions,
All I can do is all this dough I been gettin'
And a day back 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 relative gave me work, I it disappear
Like Harry Potter got that in the window seal
My cousin a brick
Listen here you better my money back quick
And he like this
[Hook: T.I. & Yung
T: Man, I can't even fit money in a rubberband
Right hand get I just whip it wit my other hand
If I can't make that brick jump I bet my brother can
Off in my trap bitin' like piranha man
Y: And if they ask we got the whip proper
If the brick droppa
Make 'em disappear we just call it Harry
Got the whip proper
My clique aim
Make 'em disappear we just it Harry Potter, man
[Verse 2 Yung
(Flya) Straight drop, got Jays Sideline Telvin
Young got them racks in the sideline clutchin'
G's on ya now you a fan of the packers
We stiffer than a statue, We style whack ya
Phone ringing, Its about to have a calling
Get off of work, we all gone be joined in ballin'
Yeah, I'mma 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 cock
Some of my hustlin' and the other got knocked
Many quit the game and the was in the box FLYA

[Verse 3
UGH You try me you disappear, we call it Harry
Just ho, I tell her come sit on this Terry Carter
I get my bitches like a I'm for the swan though
And I be fresh everyday, Bitch I'm
I mix the coke with the like I'm chemist
I'm smoking I'm finished
I'm and independent
You locals is my
Ugh, A lot of haters my campaign to end
I fucked a bitch and I champagned her friend
And I just another a fan, Im truly swag
If yo boyfriend get wrong, shoot 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 full blood
all this money I'm stacking, I'm on another track and
If you ready for me, get it cracking
I'mma ya ass packing
Jamaican
I got the power! keep wishing
Fuck me wrong and I leave ya missing
me Jah for I am sinning
Undefeated and I'mma winning
Some much like I won the lotto
Keep it just in case like
The greatest artist, they call me Picasso
Make you like Harry Potter cause I always keep my auto
My will leave 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 what I said
No I wasn't playing, Y'all killed Dolla so I care who I'm slaying
You can keep hatin' while I'm Gatin'
Hope you what I'm saying

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