Luyện nghe bài hát Lemon [Drake Remix]

The will set you free
But first, it'll you off (hate!)

Bad bitches be my bae
(Hate!) Hunt me down the C.I.A
(Hate!) of my car, tryna see my face
(Hate!) me to beat it like the T.I. case
Oh (hate!) and if it's heated feed my face
(Hate!) And best believe, gon' be outrageous
(Hate!) Hatin' can't believe my race
(Hate!) Niggas hit you the Eli face, oh...

around, bouncin' around, bouncin'
Bouncin' around, around, bouncin'
Scrunchin' their eyes with your in their mouth and
Bouncin' around, bouncin' around,

(Hate!) You keep me where I'm from
(Hate!) About the and, "Did I run?"
(Hate!) Keep askin' how I feel guns
There's a light (hate!) and dark army, which side you
Oh (hate!) If not now when?
(Hate!) And if not me then
(Hate!) drink the Kool-Aid, my friends
(Hate!) I to tell y'all about this dude

Bouncin' around, around, bouncin'
around, bouncin' around, bouncin'
Hate supplements are found in their couches
around, bouncin' around, bouncin'

(Wait, a minute) Shout out to them people
(wait, wait a minute) p-p-p-people, people...
(Wait, wait a minute) Mad ethnic now

I get it how I it
I it how I get
the mothafuckin' digits
I pull up a lemon
Not 'cause she ain't
It's your eyes get acidic
And here ain't a scrimmage
Mothafucka, we ain't
I you we won't stop
A nigga business
yours, but you rent it
Wave to the
(Top) Nigga the Veyron
the paparazzi get the lens right
Got the window down, top, la
Got the hazards on, only doin'
You can catch me, Rih, in the new La

And the truck behind me got
Yeah, than LeBron
Just waitin' for my thumb like The
Woo! This tastes like lunch
But it's runnin' from and it's runnin' from the fronts
But everyday, hey, lemonade
I was afraid, once a nigga
Would I be
So I and I prayed
It's Rihanna,
My in space
Warp speed, Doctor couldn't chase

Nigga, bath salt, bitin' speakers in the

Bath salt, bitin' in the face
Bath, bath salt, bitin' speakers in the
Bath, salt, bitin' speakers in the face
Bath, bath salt, speakers in the face
Bath, bath salt, bitin' speakers in the
Bath, bath salt, bitin' speakers in the
Bath, salt, bitin' speakers in the face
Bath, bath salt, bitin' speakers in the

I get it how I it
I it how I get
Count the digits
I pull up with a
Not 'cause she livin'
It's your eyes get acidic
And this ain't a scrimmage
Mothafucka, we finished
I told you we stop
A nigga business
yours, but you rent it
Wave to the top
Nigga the glide
Tell the paparazzi get the right
Got the window down, top, la
Got the hazards on, only five
You can me

Bouncin' around, around, bouncin'...

You can me...
Wait-wait a
Wait-wait a
a minute
Wait, a minute
a minute
Wait-wait a
Wait-wait a
a minute