Luyện nghe bài hát Inkredible Remix

[Thugga - 1]
I pop Percocets
Then I pop some
Sitting back, strapped,
Plotting on your man
a nigga for his work
And it like some Spandex
He hesitate, I and leave him
Like a Tampex oops, I a Tampax
Bitch, I keep anthrax
I can get man wacked, for a couple Tan packs
off your Sedan lap
Nigga, I demand
I playing, black
Bitch, I be spraying

All of guns with accessories
I'm like Cosby for the
I need mills like
P-ssy niggas can't next to me
I've got dope and
em floating like both of the levees breached
80s baby but my soul the 70s
Worldwide like a travelled the 7 seas
Niggas OG, scary lil bitch, please
Tune ate p-ssy in the 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 from the shit
I told you, I was coming n I'm for the wait
I gotta get this
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 keep running in these streets
I can't f-ckin 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 need to free my B
I ain't the type of person to be running from no
Those f-cking guns are gonna be
Somebody knocked off feet
So watch your f-cking
Before you end up on that floor and
Acting like you're cause
You you've been a ho
I told you out the gate I'm not the
I say it, please excuse
forgot I'm all Dizzy by the way

Money bitches, bitch I'm coming for the check
Vampire living, bitch I'm for your neck
Raw! I'm sharp, my swagger an X
I'm a monster
I rap I'm possessed
Call me Mr. Still Smoking, smoke it in a
The is a bitch, hold her down and rape her
Yes I am a but I be wylin' with my skaters
We probably smoking flavors bumping the Creator
I'm a Eastside native, all my Soo Woopin'
They went crazy they heard I had a song
Lil Tunechi, bitch!
Get ice and pour my Sprite
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
Drop ya an Autobot
on me like I'm rapping with a blanket
Kill a nigga have him that he planking

Wayne]
All-red shirt, skinny ass jeans on
goons at your front door, choppers out: "ding dong!"
Didn't I change the game and put my motherf-cking on
Now let my ring
"Baka!" is my
F-ck you ho-ass niggas, I get money and get over
We hold court with them
"Pop!" case
for a bitch to hop up on my totem pole
And my blunt be stupid-fat, Oreos
I get loaded til I overload
Been rapping, flows still tight aerobic's clothes
Ask bitches, I told em hoes
They it up like Sunnydrive and Bronx Tale closure tho
in my pocket, light the sky rocket
Pull em out and run them nigga's like Stocktons
Got niggas from my city
Thugga, Dizzy,
4 the Wait, coming soon, Carter IV, beyotch!