Luyện nghe bài hát Lick & Drive You Crazy

Yeah, uh

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

Drive You

I'ma, I'ma go on you niggas
I'ma go

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I'm lyin', really comin' for niggas this time
a full-time job tryna keep 'em in line
Yeah the full pressure, givin' niggas the stretcher
I could kill your whole team combined, who pressure?
More than a that's ballin', I need a Espy
More than a Miami papi that's on a
Ice on Wayne, whole chain on
When I start winnin', you rap niggas text me
at the view of your corpses in a fortress
'Bout to make Forbes list, everythin' is
B-ball courts lit where the floor sit
Still runnin' shit like faucettes in an
niggas gettin' they core clicks off of whore shit
Rap niggas all at they peak, I got the door
On island, cigar smilin'
a couple miles south hit the beach, bitches start wildin'
I came from the cop car sirens, block ball violence
of lil niggas stealing hot cars wildin'
Tops chopped off 'til the cops start wildin' and the cop find us
you remind us, wintertime climates
Slicket set of "set up" that try to line us
I have no with niggas
Only made the cum im masturbatin' the digits
Matter fact I'm on inflatuatin' the figures
Used to be in low income, now see the show,
Shit make you sick, meanin' of a gross income
I deserve every here and then some
And I pray I never dress y'all
Only bird on my shirt is I press that raw
It's umbrellas on my sweater for bitches under weather
Blowin' kisses at the cheddar I test that jaw
I, never lose, never snooze, crystal sippin
Yaught pimpin' on another
Foreign model from another niggas
On the top, clock tickin' on you other
Think I'm typin' in a with all these W's
Only watchin out for doe and niggas moves
My drive crazy, I-80 in a screamin' "Rock-a-bye-baby"
Bad just touched down, she Tom Brady
Me I'm Tom Ford, there's more to the
I in the jungle, nigga, broke 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
to the USA, I was a foreigner
Fame was a beautiful bitch, so I her
Came now I'm for chips, get the coin up
I remained, all all fall
gettin' money when the wheels fall off
Real ass nigga even it's called off
ass nigga even when it's called off, my nigga