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 in the city
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 weighing fish on a big scale
Hopin' I can evade the law and outta jail
My relative me work, I made it disappear
Like Harry Potter got chopper in the window seal
My cousin wanna a
Listen here you better my money back quick
And he like this
[Hook: T.I. & Yung
T: Man, I can't even fit this in a rubberband
Right hand get tied I just it wit my other hand
If I can't make that brick jump back I bet my can
Off in my junkies bitin' like piranha man
Y: And if they ask we got the game proper
If the game droppa
Make 'em disappear we just call it Harry
Got the game proper
My clique aim
Make 'em we just call it Harry Potter, man
[Verse 2 Yung
(Flya) Straight drop, got Jays playing Telvin
Young boys got them racks in the sideline
G's on ya now you a fan of the packers
We stiffer than a statue, We seprano whack ya
ringing, Its about to have a ticket calling
Get off of work, we all be joined in pimpin' 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 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 call it Potter
Just gotta ho, I tell her come sit on this Terry
I get my bitches a bird I'm for the swan though
And I be fresh everyday, Bitch I'm
I mix the with the water like I'm chemist
I'm smoking I'm finished
I'm focused and
You is my apprentice
Ugh, A lot of want my campaign to end
I fucked a nigga and I champagned her friend
And I just acquired another a fan, Im truly
If yo boyfriend get wrong, shoot his ass
I'mma boss playa, make a thick game holla
If this rap shit fall, I got my 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 full blood
all this money I'm stacking, I'm on another track and
If you for me, I'mma get it cracking
I'mma send ya ass
Jamaican
I got the power! Y'all wishing
with me wrong and I leave ya missing
Forgive me Jah for I am
Undefeated and I'mma winning
Some much money I won the lotto
Keep it just in case rocko
The artist, they should call me Picasso
Make you disappear like Harry cause I always keep my auto
My fist 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 meant I said
No I wasn't playing, Y'all killed Dolla so I dont care who I'm
You can keep hatin' I'm Bill Gatin'
Hope you what I'm saying

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