Luyện nghe bài hát Lean With It

[Verse 1: Mill]

Uh, In the going H.A.M again
Fucking with birds like Cam and them
I'll tell you whats the word the tan is in
We them niggas on the curb with them in
Whole brick, it on the triple beam
If it get hectic we gon stretch it a limousine
no crutching if I touch it then its Mr. Clean
I be reppin in section, me and my nigga Dean
Ghost boy in the nigga
I burn bread I ain't talking toast
team of killers, im the coach Digger
Presidential on my wrist now take your nigga
Rookie of the year, in the rear
I got some bad that will get it there
If you wanna get it we gon send them there
If its heavy then O' Melly in the lear
Brick Squad Wack and them
If its like D. Howard I get a block for them
I dont touch it I leave it up to Tak and them
started, was a drought but we was poppin' then

Lean wit it, wit it
some bak up in the pot wit it
Microwave or we gon pot it
When it get right we drop that ice and it lock wit it
I them
Lean wit it, wit it
some bak up in the pot wit it
Microwave or we gon pot it
When it get right we drop that ice and make it wit it

2: Meek Mill]

I made a million off a mixtape, nigga get shit straight
Im selling that raw shit, you sellin whip weight
Cookin up a bird until I make my wrist ache
When I pulled up to the club you seen your bitch face
Ugh, 50 cash in my pocket, nigga I got stash in my pocket
Im Blowin' Money Fast in my
I its lookin like I got Nicki ass in my pocket
Talkin ass ass ass ass all I get is cash
Club LIV my last tag, I bought a fast Jag
The way these bitches waving at me you would've a cab past
No wonder why you hatin' on me nigga wit mad ass
Rolee on me cost a brick
Killers with me ain't got no
groupie bitches ain't got no sense
So we make a movie on them bitches, no

[Verse 3: Meek

36 treat it like a dirty
Cause I hit it I send it to the other strip
me anything, don't call me by my government
Cause when I'm out here in the jungle we be bricks
these niggas in my hood be on some telling shit
We be on some if u snitchin' your melon shit
If I ain't rockin' with the Smith its shit
Papi them on the boat he know we selling shit
wit it, rock wit it, posted Mac 11 in the lot wit it
750 busy wit a box in it
So when they pull us over they dont them Glocks in it