Luyện nghe bài hát Inkredible Remix

[Thugga - 1]
I pop some
Then I pop some
Sitting back, strapped,
Plotting on man next
a nigga for his work
And stretch it some Spandex
He hesitate, I spray and him
Like a Tampex oops, I a Tampax
Bitch, I that 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 like
P-ssy niggas stand next to me
got dope and ecstasy
Keep em floating like both of the levees
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

[Raw
I got 10 up on my pinky ring and 20 on my
Now these niggas kissing ass, but can't say shit
I'm just here to separate the real from the shit
I told you, I was n I'm sorry for the wait
I get this money
Mane, it's right in my face
I got the Devil on my
I wanna be up in that place
My mom tell me to be
I just keep in these streets
I can't f-ckin with these hoes
But I say I'm doing me
Bitch, I'm a 9th nigga
street, D&G
That Flordia right by the D need to free my nigga B
I ain't the type of to be running from no beef
Those f-cking guns are be bursting
Somebody knocked off their
So watch your f-cking
Before you end up on that floor and
Acting like you're cause
You know been a ho
I told you out the gate I'm not the
I say it, please excuse
Almost forgot I'm all by the way

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

Wayne]
All-red plaid shirt, ass jeans on
Them goons at your front door, choppers "ding dong!"
I change the game 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 over
We court with them heaters
"Pop!" case
for a bitch to hop up on my totem pole
And my be stupid-fat, double-stuffed Oreos
I get loaded til I overload
Been rapping, flows still tight like clothes
Ask them bitches, I em hoes
They back it up like Sunnydrive and Tale closure tho
in my pocket, light the sky rocket
Pull em out and run them nigga's like Stocktons
Got some niggas from my
Thugga, Dizzy,
Sorry 4 the Wait, coming soon, IV, beyotch!