Luyện nghe bài hát Inkredible Remix

[Thugga - 1]
I pop some
I pop some Xanax
Sitting back, strapped,
on your man next
Jack a for his work
And stretch it like some
He hesitate, I spray and him
a Tampex oops, I meant a Tampax
Bitch, I keep anthrax
I can get man wacked, for a couple Tan packs
Shoot off Sedan lap
Nigga, I demand
I ain't playing,
Bitch, I be spraying

All type of guns accessories
I'm Cosby for the bills
I need mills Stephanie
niggas can't stand next to me
I've got and ecstasy
em floating like both of the levees breached
80s baby but my soul the 70s
Worldwide game like a the 7 seas
Niggas ain't OG, scary lil bitch,
Tune ate p-ssy in the Frisky

Dizzy]
I got 10 up on my pinky ring and 20 on my
Now these niggas kissing ass, but they say shit
I'm just here to separate the real from the shit
I told you, I was coming n I'm sorry for the
I get this money
Mane, it's right here in my
I got the Devil on my
I don't be up in that place
My mom tell me to be
I just keep running in these
I can't stop f-ckin with these
But I say I'm just me
Bitch, I'm a 9th Ward
street, D&G
That Flordia right by the D they need to free my B
I ain't the type of person to be running no beef
Those f-cking guns are gonna be
knocked off their feet
So watch f-cking mouth
Before you end up on floor and stop
like you're hard cause
You know been a ho
I told you out the gate I'm not the
I gotta say it, excuse
forgot I'm all Dizzy by the way

Money over bitches, bitch I'm for the check
Vampire living, bitch I'm coming for neck
Raw! I'm sharp, my swagger an X
I'm a motherf-cking
I rap like I'm
me Mr. Still Smoking, smoke it in a paper
The game is a bitch, her down and rape her
Yes I am a Blood but I be wylin' my skaters
We probably flavors bumping Tyler the Creator
I'm a Eastside native, all my niggas Soo
They went crazy when they heard I had a
Lil Tunechi, bitch!
Get some ice and my Sprite
And my bong and my doobies
F-ck your
I'm the one be producing my music
I'm a hippie by a lot of pot
Pot is in me
Drop ya like an
Sleeping on me like I'm rapping a blanket
Kill a have him thinking that he planking

[Lil
All-red plaid shirt, ass jeans on
Them goons at front door, choppers out: "ding dong!"
Didn't I change the and put my motherf-cking team on
Now let my chopper
"Baka!" is my
F-ck you ho-ass niggas, I get and get over hoes
We hold with them heaters
"Pop!" open/closed
Looking for a bitch to hop up on my pole
And my blunt be stupid-fat, double-stuffed
I get loaded til I motherf-cking
Been rapping, flows still tight aerobic's clothes
Ask them bitches, I em hoes
They back it up like Sunnydrive and Bronx Tale tho
in my pocket, light the sky rocket
Pull em hammers out and run nigga's like Stocktons
Got some niggas my city
Thugga, Dizzy,
4 the Wait, coming soon, Carter IV, beyotch!