Luyện nghe bài hát Inkredible Remix

[Thugga - 1]
I pop some
I pop some Xanax
Sitting back, strapped,
Plotting on your man
Jack a nigga for his
And it like some Spandex
He hesitate, I and leave him
a Tampex oops, I meant a Tampax
Bitch, I that anthrax
I can get man wacked, for a couple Tan packs
Shoot off your lap
Nigga, I stacks
I playing, black
Bitch, I be spraying

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

Dizzy]
I got 10 up on my pinky ring and 20 on my
Now these niggas ass, but they can't say shit
I'm just here to separate the from the fake shit
I told you, I was n I'm sorry for the wait
I gotta get money
Mane, it's right in my face
I got the Devil on my
I don't wanna be up in that
My mom me to be safe
I keep running in these streets
I can't stop f-ckin with these
But I say I'm just 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 person to be running no beef
f-cking guns are gonna be bursting
Somebody off their feet
So watch your f-cking
Before you end up on floor and stop
Acting like you're cause
You you've been a ho
I you out the gate I'm not the fake
I gotta say it, excuse
forgot I'm all Dizzy by the way

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

[Lil
All-red plaid shirt, skinny ass on
Them goons at front door, choppers out: "ding dong!"
Didn't I the game and put my motherf-cking team on
Now let my ring
"Baka!" is my
F-ck you ho-ass niggas, I get money and get hoes
We hold court with heaters
"Pop!" case
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
back it up like Sunnydrive and Bronx Tale closure tho
Lighter in my pocket, light the sky
em hammers out and run them nigga's like Stocktons
Got some niggas from my
Thugga, Dizzy,
Sorry 4 the Wait, soon, Carter IV, beyotch!