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 never run off for the that got me keyed up
Bankin' , it's so many Franklins in my shit, you a nigga know Aretha
(Yeah, uh)
out the lick and now i got it bitch im re'd up

Drive You

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

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I'm lyin', really comin' for these niggas time
It's a job tryna keep 'em in line
Yeah the full court pressure, givin' the stretcher
I could kill your whole team combined, who pressure?
More than a nigga that's ballin', I need a
More than a Miami that's on a jetski
Ice on Wayne, whole on Gretzki
When I start winnin', don't you rap text me
at the view of your corpses in a fortress
'Bout to make Forbes list, everythin' is
Indoor B-ball courts lit the floor sit
Still runnin' shit like in an orphanage
Blog niggas gettin' they clicks off of whore shit
Rap niggas all at they peak, I got the slit
On star island, cigar
Drive a couple miles south hit the beach, bitches wildin'
I done came from the cop car sirens, block violence
Bunch of lil stealing hot cars wildin'
Tops chopped off 'til the cops wildin' and the cop cars find us
Must you remind us, climates
Slicket set of "set up" bitches try to line us
I have no with niggas
Only made the money cum im masturbatin' the
Matter fact I'm on tour the figures
Used to be in low income, now see the show,
would make you sick, meanin' of a gross income
I deserve every dollar and then some
And I pray I dress like y'all
Only bird on my shirt is when I press 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, crackin' crystal
pimpin' on another 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 out for doe and niggas busting moves
My crazy, I-80 in a Lamborghini screamin' "Rock-a-bye-baby"
Bad just touched down, she Tom Brady
Me I'm Tom Ford, more to the Concord
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 nigga, I was on the dash
Hustlin' in corner, swearin' I was a
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
gettin' money when the wheels fall off
Real ass even when it's called off
Real ass nigga even when called off, my nigga