Luyện nghe bài hát Irie

I wake up and roll some up with my niggas
I got on the phone and caught up some bitches
I got dressed, I mixed the Tisa Versace
I smoked a joint and a BR, now I'm irie

I'm irie, I'm irie, I'm
I'm irie, yeah, I'm
I'm

I'm in Brooklyn I send runners to bodegas
Don't bring no dutchie back homie, I prefer papers, I papers
And I got love for the Nets but it's still
I turn my music up, fuck my
I hit JFK, I'm going to Cali
I got some OG from San Fernando Valley
My nigga Beezy on the way 'County
We supporting, damn it, we from grass valley
I got a bad bitch riding with the shotgun
Pocket full of money and condoms
I'mma drop your bitch off when I'm done
you make your bitch get in the shower
That's bitch, she my bitch, too
She let the in, too
be cuffin' while their bitches be fuckin'
My nigga, that ain't new
I'm the nigga your bitch come to
she wanna cheat on you
I be tripping, too, but I got my bitches in you

I wake up and roll dank up with my niggas
I got on the phone and caught up with bitches
I got dressed, I mixed the Tisa Versace
I smoked a and took a BR, now I'm irie

I'm irie, I'm irie, I'm
I'm irie, yeah, I'm
I'm

Taylor Gang, I get so high that it's irrational
When I pull up in first class, it's
I know some bitches and they rep the North side
We ain't smoking on that pack unless certified
Glowing by the zone, nigga, worth the
Smoking on that strong, give me dome I'm on the phone
you to my home where we zip it up and pack it
Roll them joints up big as fuck, they me smell my '
This young boy live it up
Pass the loud, you'd think I smoke flavors
No bitches in the hood that smoke papers
Ain't tryina 'bout what you mean because I got it
It's on the plane cause I can't leave a without it
Claim you smoke more weed than me, I really it
If she wake up and roll a joint that mean she it
And rest in peace, go to my nigga
Now we it KK and we smoke it all day
Straight to the face, what the police say

I up and roll some dank up with my niggas
I got on the phone and caught up some bitches
I got dressed, I mixed the Tisa with
I smoked a joint and a BR, now I'm irie

I'm irie, I'm irie, I'm
I'm irie, yeah, I'm
I'm