Luyện nghe bài hát Irie

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

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

When I'm in Brooklyn I send runners to
Don't bring no dutchie back homie, I papers, I prefer papers
And I got love for the but it's still Lakers
I turn my music up, my neighbors
I hit JFK, I'm going to Cali
I got some OG Kush from San Valley
My nigga Beezy on the way 'County
We keep supporting, damn it, we grass valley
I got a bad bitch riding shotgun with the
Pocket full of money and some
I'mma drop your bitch back off when I'm
Hope you make your bitch get in the
your bitch, she my bitch, too
She let the in, too
Niggas be cuffin' their bitches be fuckin'
My nigga, ain't nothing new
I'm the nigga that your come to
When she cheat on you
I be tripping, too, but I got my bitches in you

I wake up and roll some dank up with my
I got on the phone and up with 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

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

I wake up and some dank up with my niggas
I got on the and caught up with 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