Luyện nghe bài hát Inkredible Remix

[Thugga - 1]
I pop Percocets
Then I pop Xanax
Sitting back, strapped,
Plotting on man next
Jack a nigga for his
And stretch it some Spandex
He hesitate, I spray and him
Like a Tampex oops, I a Tampax
Bitch, I keep that
I can get man wacked, for a couple Tan packs
off your Sedan lap
Nigga, I stacks
I ain't playing,
Bitch, I be spraying

All type of with accessories
I'm Cosby for the bills
I need mills like
P-ssy niggas can't stand to me
I've got and ecstasy
Keep em like both of the levees breached
80s but my soul from the 70s
game like a travelled the 7 seas
Niggas OG, scary lil bitch, please
Tune ate in the can: Frisky

Dizzy]
I got 10 up on my pinky and 20 on my bracelet
Now these niggas ass, but they can't say shit
I'm just here to separate the real the fake shit
I told you, I was n I'm sorry for the wait
I gotta get this
Mane, it's right here in my
I got the on my back
I wanna be up in that place
My mom me to be safe
I keep running in these streets
I can't stop f-ckin these hoes
But I say I'm just me
Bitch, I'm a 9th Ward
street, D&G
That Flordia by the D they need to free my nigga B
I ain't the type of person to be running from no
Those f-cking guns are be bursting
knocked off their feet
So watch your f-cking
Before you end up on floor and stop
Acting you're hard cause
You know you've a ho
I you out the gate I'm not the fake
I gotta say it, please
forgot I'm all Dizzy by the way

Money over bitches, bitch I'm coming for the
Vampire living, bitch I'm coming for neck
Raw! I'm sharp, my like an X
I'm a monster
I rap I'm possessed
Call me Mr. Still Smoking, it in a paper
The is a bitch, hold her down and rape her
Yes I am a Blood but I be wylin' with my
We probably flavors bumping Tyler the Creator
I'm a native, all my niggas Soo Woopin'
They crazy when they heard I had a song
Lil Tunechi, bitch!
Get some ice and pour my
And light my and my doobies
your producer
I'm the one that be my music
I'm a surrounded by a lot of pot
Pot is in me
ya like an Autobot
Sleeping on me I'm rapping with a blanket
Kill a nigga have him thinking he planking

Wayne]
All-red shirt, skinny 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 money and get hoes
We hold court them heaters
"Pop!" open/closed
Looking for a to hop up on my totem pole
And my blunt be stupid-fat, double-stuffed
I get til I motherf-cking overload
Been rapping, flows still tight like clothes
Ask them bitches, I told em
They back it up like Sunnydrive and Bronx closure tho
Lighter in my pocket, light the sky
Pull em hammers out and run nigga's like Stocktons
Got some niggas from my
Thugga, Dizzy,
Sorry 4 the Wait, coming soon, IV, beyotch!