Luyện nghe bài hát Keylime OG (Remix)

Rico, Rico, Rico,
Who is Mike going
Aye

I just to Benihana
And I'm sheets and funnel
You a wannabe, who be (woah)
I'm only 'bout the (yeah, yeah, yeah)
See me in the on any day
I'm really that drama (haha, yeah)
And you I keep the heat on me
Ain't talkin' bout the

Smoking Key OG (what?)
And car got two seats (it got two seats)
When I hop out it
You can it on me
Handle that shit
I gon' call police (huh, what?)
Keep that bitch on a (woah)
Or keep that bitch 'round me
Yeah,

Walkin' wit' a attitude like the problem? (What's the problem hoe?)
I don't hang with DMX I'm with some (huh?) Ryders
Gas got me high as shit but no, I ain't the (I ain't the, huh?)
I'm the whole meal you hangin' (huh?) with a whole (yeah)
I was hustling when these was wearing Spyder (huh?)
And I'm servin' like I'm workin' in a diner (yeah, yeah)
Bitch I the flame, I just need a lighter (need a lighter)
I'm a doer all these bitches lookin' like some (yeah)
With the I got the Midas (I got the Midas)
Drinkin' Ace of Spades, you drinkin' cider (apple cider)
When I see that hoe, I'ma fuckin' fight her (I'ma fuckin' her)
Mike (huh?), I'ma fuckin' bite her (bitch, yuh)
Huh, shit! my lighter? (Where my lighter?)
I know that I'll be the best, I don't need no title (I don't no title)
up in the ring, who my fuckin' rival? (Who my rival?)
Nigga that, go grab the rifle (huh, huh, yeah)
the champagne, my nigga's get to wildin' (woah, yeah)
Got your bitch mad, she saying we (yeah, huh, yeah)
I'm just tryna on anyone who doubt it (woah, woah, woah)
jewelry fake boy, it's lookin' real cloudy (Rico, Rico, yeah)
I'm fresh to death, my outfit 'bout to have a (yeah)
up in the club, they don't pat down me (huh, yeah, yeah)
I'm gettin' money while these bitches out lounging (yeah, woah, yeah)
Been workin' all week, my bank account

Sm-smoking Key OG
And car got two seats
When-when I hop out it
can smell it on me
Handle that myself
I ain't gon' call
Keep that bitch on a
Or keep that from 'round me
(Smoking Key OG)
And this car got two
(when I hop out it dank)
You-you can it on me
(Handle that myself)
I-I ain't gon' police
that bitch on a leash
Or that bitch from 'round me
Yeah,