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, it to whoever in the city
Hard, Soft, Girl, Boy Decisions,
All I can do is in-vision all this I been gettin'
And just a day back a key was the mission
And now I'm weighing fish scale on a big
Hopin' I can evade the law and stay jail
My relative gave me work, I it disappear
Harry Potter got that chopper in the window seal
My cousin a brick
Listen here you better bring my money quick
And he like this
[Hook: T.I. & Booke]
T: Man, I even fit this money in a rubberband
Right hand get tied I just whip it wit my hand
If I can't make that brick 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
Make 'em disappear we just call it Potter
Got the whip game
My clique aim
Make 'em disappear we just call it Potter, man
[Verse 2 Booke]
(Flya) Straight drop, got Jays playing Telvin
Young boys got them racks in the clutchin'
G's on ya head now you a fan of the
We than a statue, We seprano 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 it to the block
I'm motivated by big faces, I guack
My only friends is God Almighty and snake
Some of my niggas and the other 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 tell her come sit on this Carter
I get my bitches like a I'm for the swan though
And I be everyday, Bitch I'm non-spoke
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 haters want my to end
I fucked a bitch 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 thick game
If rap shit fall, I got my whip game proper, Spodee

[Verse 4 F.]
(Yeah) Black magic for you faggots
Y'all trash and its tragic
Look, I got what you lacking, I'm full attacking
With all money I'm stacking, I'm on another track and
If you ready for me, I'mma get it
I'mma ya ass packing
Jamaican
I got the power! Y'all keep
Fuck with me wrong and I ya missing
Forgive me Jah for I am
and I'mma keep winning
Some much money I won the lotto
Keep it just in like rocko
The artist, they should call me Picasso
Make you disappear like Potter cause I always keep my auto
My fist will you red and my Glock will leave 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 killed so I dont care who I'm slaying
You can hatin' while I'm Bill Gatin'
Hope you understand what I'm

[Verse 5 Kid Shawty]
You gotta whip it with ya shoulda if you tryna get rover
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 delicious, check it lil' nigga got brickes
6 like for niggas ????
I rock the leather coat a ma fucking Italian
Dookie Gold Rope the ma fucking medallion
Bird It's the home of the falcons
They got me in the middle of the trap like
transforming like the yellow camaro
Blockin' the skellos the rellos