Luyện nghe bài hát Lick & Drive You Crazy

Yeah, uh

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

You Crazy:

I'ma, go easy on you niggas
go easy

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I'm lyin', really comin' for these niggas this
It's a full-time job keep 'em in line
Yeah the full court pressure, givin' the stretcher
I could kill your whole team combined, who want
More a nigga that's ballin', I need a Espy
More than a Miami that's on a jetski
Ice on Wayne, whole on Gretzki
I start winnin', don't you rap niggas text me
Grinnin' at the view of corpses in a fortress
to make Forbes list, everythin' is gorgeous
Indoor B-ball lit where the floor sit
Still runnin' like faucettes in an orphanage
Blog niggas gettin' they core clicks off of shit
Rap niggas all at they peak, I got the slit
On star island, cigar
Drive a couple miles south hit the beach, start wildin'
I came from the cop car sirens, block ball violence
Bunch of lil niggas stealing hot wildin'
Tops chopped off 'til the cops start wildin' and the cop find us
Must you remind us, climates
Slicket set of "set up" bitches try to line us
I have no infatuation with
Only made the money cum im masturbatin' the
Matter fact I'm on inflatuatin' the figures
to be in low income, now see the show, income
Shit would make you sick, of a gross income
I every dollar here and then some
And I pray I never dress y'all
bird on my shirt is when I press that raw
It's umbrellas on my sweater for bitches thats under
Blowin' at the cheddar when I test that jaw
I, lose, never snooze, crackin' crystal sippin
Yaught on another cruise
Foreign model from another niggas
On the top, clock tickin' on you dudes
Think I'm typin' in a site all these W's
Only out for doe and niggas busting moves
My drive crazy, I-80 in a screamin' "Rock-a-bye-baby"
Bad bitch touched down, she Tom Brady
Me I'm Tom Ford, more to the Concord
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, 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
Still money when the wheels fall off
Real ass even when it's called off
Real ass nigga even when called off, my nigga