Luyện nghe bài hát I Might

[Hook: Young

Yeah,
Fuck is you talking bout? Bitch, you me
I just might go 'head and let this lil bitch suck my dick till it me
I just might go 'head and mix me a Sprite with some lean like chemistry
Goddamn, I had four at one time, they was drilling me
I heard the lil boy was plotting on me
Fuck 'round and lift up they like lil Chino be wheelin'
I usually don't beg but I don't the ceiling please
fucking kidneys up

[Verse 1: Young
Molly, my cup look like salt
And I'm too horsed for asphalt
Therefore I'm in clouds from day to
say that I changed, it's the cash fault
Pay like a cash cow
I switch through the like a NASCAR
The Rollie stainless,
We young and rich and we
I'm at Piccadilly's with your missus,
And the weed like a chitlin, nigga
Bend the money down like a Philly,
Make me catch you slipping then it's Christmas,
The bulletproof can a missile, nigga
I got benji on me and he cripping,
I wrapped the benji in the city, ho
I done the Bentley in the bity, nigga
Put a pool in the living room
How I'm living, nigga, I ain't swimming,
Only thing that me and Michael Phelps got in common that we nigga
Rock lifestyle
Your hoe's going

Young Thug]
Yeah,
Fuck is you talking Bitch, you offending me
I just go 'head and let this lil bitch suck my dick till it tickle me
I just might go 'head and mix me a Sprite with lean like it's chemistry
Goddamn, I had four hoes one time they was me
I heard the lil boy was plotting on me
Fuck 'round and lift up they like lil Chino be wheelin'
I usually don't bet but I don't the ceiling please
fucking up my kidneys

[Verse 3: 21
Everywhere I go, I keep a chopper with me,
I ain't that diss song shit, I been a shotta nigga, whoa
Hundred with me, whoa
VVSs on me,
on me, bling
Badaboom, (21)
Mob shit, send the hit, up your car shit
Put them blue tips in cartridge (21)
We put drums in them carbines (21)
We pull up on and spark 'em (21)
I take your chain if it sparkle (Facts)
Street nigga came from nothing (What?)
Strip a nigga Caine cousin (21)
a nigga then you saying something (What?)
You was talking, nigga, I was (What?)
We was shooting, nigga, you was
You was texting, nigga, I was (21)
I was betting nigga, you was (21)
Hide and seek, nigga, I was (Facts)
Car and my gun Russian
Sneak dissing get a (21, 21)

[Hook: Thug]
Yeah,
Fuck is you talking 'bout? Bitch, you me
I just might go and let this lil bitch suck my dick till it tickle me
I just might go 'head and mix me a Sprite with some lean it's chemistry
Goddamn, I have a whole xan one time they was me
I heard the lil boy was plotting on me
Fuck 'round and lift up they soul like lil Chino be
I don't bet but I don't want the ceiling please
Oxycontin up my kidneys