Luyện nghe bài hát Hey Charli

[Guy] Hey Charli, hey Charli, hey
[Guy] unbelievable and she wit
[ChB]

[Guy] Hey
[ChB] Catch me runnin red lights, beamin they headlights
[Guy] Hey
187 be the digits only numbers you getting nigga
[Guy] Hey
See me with the angels, ass from all angles
[Guy] unbelievable and she wit
[ChB]

1]
We throw a club in the nigga
I a thug and a drink
Scream "The Inc" Till I'm "Gone" like
Bitches born for the
Ass fat like it was born in jeans
They come on to my
Now we on to a
Ready for the on
on
Ass is up
up better
Fuck it we brown paper off the wagon
See who worth
I wit em but no slidin off
Im watchin him as I'm ridin off
2-way tag but I'm not for baggin
Who press Me
I was back Jet Lagan
fuckin wit a I.G. associate
Want a of it?
Can't close to it
Keep it brief like our is been
With albums I score see who worth more

2]
Now I play gats, knives wit em I love to chase
22"s on the Lex got em my taste
ta pace
Mac doors got em my face
38" on the you wastin wit your place
I don't know you then I don't show you
But behind my chicks
Never
Never mind we never find one worth the
My on Hennessey thinking they see enemy
So keep it spinnin like records on radios
out the ratio 7 and 1
All from the front and the back
All cliques aw shit we here we near
Sweetheart I aint tryna swell you let me you
If you can or spit me you can hit me
Shit I met one yet
Aint settlin foot to the pedal and cats on yellin

3]
Ok
Can go deeper then replies on the
Ill wit ya but lemme see if I fit ya
Im more complex then dinner and a
Nigga you gotta me
A bitch moody
So what's the plan of
Get it
u working wit lets see if I can work wit it
Im no amateur master
He has ta lay the mack down a faster bastard
Too and I'm dustin em one up
Play the till the sun up they run up in
Im no flirtin
I checkin em niggaz still got the plot thickenin (thickenin)

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