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, it, give it to whoever in the city
Hard, Soft, Girl, Boy Decisions,
All I can do is in-vision all dough I been gettin'
And just a day back a quarter key was the
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 in the window seal
My wanna a brick
Listen you better bring my money back quick
And he replied like
[Hook: T.I. & Yung
T: Man, I can't even fit money in a rubberband
hand get tied I just whip it wit my other hand
If I can't make that jump back I bet my brother can
Off in my junkies bitin' like piranha man
Y: And if they ask we got the whip proper
If the game droppa
Make 'em disappear we just it Harry Potter
Got the whip proper
My clique aim
Make 'em we just call it Harry Potter, man
[Verse 2 Booke]
(Flya) Straight drop, got playing Sideline Telvin
Young boys got racks in the sideline clutchin'
G's on ya now you a fan of the packers
We stiffer than a statue, We seprano style ya
Phone ringing, Its about to have a ticket
Get off of work, we all be joined in pimpin' ballin'
Yeah, cause I'mma whip it til it
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 niggas hustlin' and the got knocked
Many quit the game and the other was in the box

[Verse 3
UGH You try me you disappear, we call it Harry
Just gotta ho, I tell her sit on this Terry Carter
I get my like a bird I'm for the swan though
And I be fresh everyday, I'm non-spoke
I mix the with the water like I'm chemist
I'm smoking I'm finished
I'm and independent
You is my apprentice
Ugh, A lot of want my campaign to end
I fucked a nigga bitch and I champagned her
And I just acquired another a fan, Im swag
If yo get wrong, I'mma 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) magic for you whack faggots
Y'all niggas and its tragic
Look, I got what you lacking, I'm full attacking
With all this money I'm stacking, I'm on track and
If you for me, I'mma get it cracking
send 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 keep
much money like I won the lotto
Keep it just in case rocko
The greatest artist, they should call me
Make you disappear like Harry Potter cause I always my auto
My fist will leave you red and my Glock will you dead
No but to follow
I'm all about my bread, and I frontin' I meant what I said
No I wasn't playing, Y'all Dolla so I dont care who I'm slaying
You can keep while I'm Bill Gatin'
Hope you understand I'm saying

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