Luyện nghe bài hát Lean With It

[Verse 1: Meek

Uh, In the kitchen H.A.M again
Fucking with them like Cam and them
I'll tell you the word when the tan is in
We them niggas on the curb with hammers in
Whole brick, throw it on the beam
If it get hectic we gon stretch it like a
Ain't no if I touch it then its Mr. Clean
I be in your section, me and my nigga Dean
boy in the ghost nigga
I burn bread I ain't talking nigga
team of killers, im the coach Digger
Presidential on my wrist now take your nigga
of the year, cookies in the rear
I got some bad bitches will get it there
If you dont wanna get it we gon send them
If its then O' Melly comin in the lear
Brick like Wack and them
If its gucci D. Howard I get a block for them
I touch it I just 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 we drop that ice and make it lock wit it
I them
wit it, Rock wit it
Throw 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

[Verse 2: Meek

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

[Verse 3: Mill]

36 it like a dirty bitch
Cause I hit it then I send it to the other
me anything, don't call me by my government
Cause when I'm out here in the jungle we be selling
Half niggas in my hood be on some telling shit
We be on some if u crack your melon shit
If I rockin' with the Smith its Parabellum shit
Papi bring on the boat he know we selling shit
Lean wit it, rock wit it, Mac 11 in the lot wit it
750 getting wit a box in it
So when they pull us over dont find them Glocks in it