Luyện nghe bài hát Hey Charli

[Guy] Hey Charli, hey Charli, hey
[Guy] She's and she wit
I-N-C

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

1]
We throw a in the clique nigga
I need a and a drink
"The Inc" Till I'm "Gone" like N'SYNC
Bitches for the scene
Ass fat like it was born in jeans
They come on to my
Now we on to a
for the tape on
on
Ass is up
up better
Fuck it we brown paper off the wagon
See who taggin
I wit em but no slidin off
Im watchin him as I'm ridin off
Play tag but I'm not for baggin
Who cats? Me
I was back like Jet
Your wit a I.G. associate
Want a of it?
Can't come to it
Keep it like our game is been
With albums I score see who worth more

2]
Now I play gats, knives wit em cause I love to
22"s on the Lex got em my taste
Love ta
Mac doors got em my face
38" on the you wastin wit your place
I don't you better then I don't show you
But who's behind my
mind
Never mind we find one worth the energy
My angels on Hennessey thinking they see
So keep it spinnin like Rule on radios
Even out the 7 and 1
All chicks from the front and the
All cliques aw shit we whenever we near
Sweetheart I aint tryna you let me tell you
If you can bitter or me you can hit me
I aint met one yet
Aint settlin foot to the pedal and cats keep on

3]
Ok
Can go deeper replies on the beeper
Ill wit ya but lemme see if I fit ya
Im complex then dinner and a movie
Nigga you move me
A kinda moody
So what's the plan of
Get it
What u wit lets see if I can work wit it
Im no amateur master
He has ta lay the mack a little faster bastard
Too slow and I'm em one up
Play the hood till the sun up run up in
Im skirtin no
I aint em niggaz still got the plot thickenin (thickenin)

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