Luyện nghe bài hát Lick & Drive You Crazy

Yeah, uh

Look, bustin' out the and now I got it bitch im Re'd Up
I will run off for the plug that got me keyed up
Bankin' , it's so Franklins in my shit, you think a nigga know Aretha
(Yeah, uh)
out the lick and now i got it bitch im re'd up

Drive You

I'ma, I'ma go easy on you
go easy

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I'm lyin', comin' for these niggas this time
It's a full-time job tryna 'em in line
the full court pressure, givin' niggas the stretcher
I could kill your whole team combined, who pressure?
More a nigga that's ballin', I need a Espy
than a Miami papi that's on a jetski
Ice on Wayne, whole on Gretzki
When I start winnin', don't you rap text me
Grinnin' at the view of your corpses in a
'Bout to make Forbes list, is gorgeous
Indoor B-ball courts lit the floor sit
Still runnin' like faucettes in an orphanage
Blog niggas they core clicks off of whore shit
Rap all at they peak, I got the door slit
On island, cigar smilin'
Drive a couple miles south hit the beach, start wildin'
I done came from the cop car sirens, ball violence
Bunch of lil stealing hot cars wildin'
Tops chopped off the cops start wildin' and the cop cars find us
Must you us, wintertime climates
Slicket set of "set up" bitches try to line us
I have no with niggas
Only made the money cum im the digits
Matter fact I'm on tour inflatuatin' the
to be in low income, now see the show, income
Shit would make you sick, meanin' of a gross
I deserve every dollar and then some
And I pray I never like y'all
bird on my shirt is when I press that raw
It's on my sweater for bitches thats under weather
Blowin' kisses at the when I test that jaw
I, never lose, never snooze, crystal sippin
Yaught pimpin' on cruise
Foreign model from niggas pedestals
On the top, clock tickin' on you dudes
Think I'm typin' in a site with all W's
Only watchin out for doe and niggas busting
My drive crazy, in a Lamborghini screamin' "Rock-a-bye-baby"
Bad bitch touched down, she Tom Brady
Me I'm Tom Ford, there's more to the
I been in the jungle, nigga, and on my last
You was on the feet, nigga, I was on my ass
You was in the sheets, nigga, I was on the ave
You was in the class nigga, I was on the
Hustlin' in corner, I was a goner
Welcome to the USA, I was a
Fame was a bitch, so I joined her
now I'm lookin' for chips, get the coin up
I remained, all summer all
Still gettin' money when the wheels off
Real ass nigga even it's called off
Real ass even when it's called off, my nigga