Luyện nghe bài hát Inkredible Remix

[Thugga - 1]
I pop Percocets
Then I pop Xanax
back, strapped, cocked
Plotting on your man
Jack a nigga for his
And stretch it some Spandex
He hesitate, I and leave him
Like a Tampex oops, I meant a
Bitch, I keep anthrax
I can get your man wacked, for a Tan packs
Shoot off your lap
Nigga, I demand
I playing, black
Bitch, I be Macks

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

Dizzy]
I got 10 up on my pinky and 20 on my bracelet
Now these niggas kissing ass, but can't say shit
I'm just here to separate the real the fake shit
I told you, I was coming n I'm for the wait
I get this money
Mane, right here in my face
I got the on my back
I don't be up in that place
My mom me to be safe
I just keep running in these
I can't stop with these hoes
But I say I'm doing me
Bitch, I'm a 9th Ward
street, D&G
That Flordia right by the D they to free my nigga B
I ain't the type of person to be running from no
Those guns are gonna be bursting
Somebody knocked off feet
So your f-cking mouth
Before you end up on floor and stop
Acting you're hard cause
You you've been a ho
I told you out the gate I'm not the
I gotta say it, please
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
Call me Mr. Still Smoking, smoke it in a
The game is a bitch, hold her and rape her
Yes I am a Blood but I be with my skaters
We probably flavors bumping Tyler the Creator
I'm a Eastside native, all my Soo Woopin'
went crazy when they heard I had a song
Lil Tunechi, bitch!
Get some ice and pour my
And my bong and my doobies
F-ck producer
I'm the one that be producing my
I'm a hippie by a lot of pot
Pot is in me
Drop ya like an
Sleeping on me like I'm with a blanket
a nigga have him thinking that he planking

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