Luyện nghe bài hát Lemon [Drake Remix]

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

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

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

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

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

(Wait, wait a minute) Shout out to them
People (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 livin'
It's just your eyes get
And this here ain't a
Mothafucka, we finished
I you we won't stop
A nigga business
Like yours, but you it
Wave to the
(Top) Nigga the Veyron
the paparazzi get the lens right
Got the down, top, blowin' la
Got the hazards on, only doin'
You can me, Rih, in the new La Ferrar'

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

Nigga, salt, bitin' speakers in the face

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

I get it how I it
I it how I get
Count the mothafuckin'
I pull up with a
Not 'cause she livin'
It's just your get acidic
And this ain't a scrimmage
Mothafucka, we finished
I told you we stop
A nigga business
Like yours, but you 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

around, bouncin' around, bouncin'...

You can me...
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