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

1 T.I.]
(Go) Bricks stacked up in a high
G-4 flying, No
Get it, whip it, give it to whoever in the
Hard, Soft, Girl, Boy Decisions,
All I can do is in-vision all this dough I gettin'
And a day back a quarter key was the mission
And now I'm fish scale on a big scale
Hopin' I can evade the law and stay jail
My relative gave me work, I made it
Like Harry Potter got that chopper in the window
My cousin wanna a
Listen you better bring 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 tied I just whip it wit my other
If I can't that brick jump back I bet my brother can
Off in my junkies bitin' like piranha man
Y: And if ask we got the whip game proper
If the game droppa
'em disappear we just call it Harry Potter
Got the whip proper
My aim choppers
Make 'em disappear we just it Harry Potter, man
2 Yung Booke]
(Flya) Straight drop, got Jays playing Telvin
Young boys got them racks in the clutchin'
G's on ya now you a fan of the packers
We stiffer a statue, We seprano style whack ya
Phone ringing, Its about to have a ticket
Get off of work, we all gone be in pimpin' ballin'
Yeah, cause I'mma it til it lock
Set it out and let it dry and distribute it to the
I'm by big faces, I need guack
My only friends is God Almighty and snake
Some of my niggas hustlin' and the got knocked
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 her come sit on this Terry Carter
I get my bitches like a bird I'm for the though
And I be fresh everyday, I'm non-spoke
I mix the coke with the water I'm chemist
I'm until I'm finished
I'm and independent
You locals is my
Ugh, A lot of haters want my to end
I fucked a nigga and I champagned her friend
And I acquired another a fan, Im truly swag
If yo boyfriend get wrong, I'mma his ass
I'mma boss playa, make a thick game holla
If rap shit fall, I got my whip game proper, Spodee

[Verse 4 F.]
(Yeah) Black for you whack faggots
Y'all 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 ready for me, get it cracking
send ya ass packing
Jamaican
I got the power! keep wishing
Fuck with me wrong and I ya missing
me Jah for I am sinning
Undefeated and I'mma keep
Some much like I won the lotto
Keep it just in case rocko
The greatest artist, they should me Picasso
you disappear like Harry Potter cause I always keep my auto
My fist will leave you red and my Glock will you dead
No choice but to
I'm all my bread, and I ain't frontin' I meant what I said
No I wasn't playing, Y'all killed Dolla so I care who I'm slaying
You can hatin' while I'm Bill Gatin'
Hope you understand I'm saying

[Verse 5 Rich Kid
You gotta it with ya shoulda if you tryna get that rover
But that photo probably be a lil' collet, yeah
The trap hop, skip,
Gas, no air, I got my ma pumpin'
Bricks, no rocks that's the ma fucking 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 rock the leather like a ma fucking Italian
Dookie Gold Rope like the ma medallion
Bird flappin' It's the of the falcons
They got me in the of the trap like Malcolm
Whip transforming like the yellow
Blockin' the skellos smokin the