Luyện nghe bài hát Lie For Me

(Verse 1)
I used to be picky about the picking the pen I to right with,
Now I just write anything I'm incited with,
I just let the words flow, I love freedom, open a cage and I let the go,
Cause I'm a thug I'm a ... ain't no love when I ... gloves know I'm ... nose snub pistol ...
Cause I'm a I'm a menace, aint no love when I finish,
Black gloves I'm hittin', nose snub pistol grippin'
Bang
Hey ma what u tonight,
You to go for a cruise, take the keys you can drive,
back, lean back, stick the heat out the ride,
You can put the strap if you feelin' my vibe,
Cause I'm a G I need a girl who can keep up when we buss, cause me
And it really hurt she had some D cups
Or C cups, or B cups,
Or maybe A's if her ass was phat as Russel Simmons sneakers,
Man my go off, and her seat belts come off,
Man her knees so soft, I might need help, oh gosh
when I'm done with this bitch she ain't able to walk,
I'll have fun with this bitch and she ain't able to talk,
all my niggas want to ride with ME
And all my bitches come inside ME
I got too hoes and too many niggas,
Got a room full of dro and a room full of
I'm like hold up, up, hold up
I might throw up, throw up, up
In a parking lot pimpin', in a car of women,
Got my eyes on you even my head spinin',
Spittin' game in ear down to ride my ambition.

(Chorus x 2)
Baby girl come and ride me,
And the judge put you on the stand lie for me,
You bring your hoes and I'll my niggas,
Got a room full of dro and a room of liquor.

(Verse 2)
Check it ma I'm a pimp, I pay for no shit,
But ill lay a of dick to be breaking ya hip,
And if you hold me down I might front a dollars,
Got a Spanish chick fetish spicy empanadas,
Hot as summer in the winter, got a full of triggers,
And she flowin' like a river and I'm rollin' my niggas,
Cause I'm too ill to have a bitch,
Got to be that life stacking cheddar and shit,
wave me good bye, baby I need you,
You the truth and I'll always be see through.
But you got to me, know I'm stuck in my ways,
Everybody know me, know a don't change.
You know niggas drink, they tote,
And I'll poke a nigga throat if I even slightly provoked.
But you got to with my flaws to reap my rewards,
And my speech marijuan(a), so what you might be gone.
I'm hold up hold up, hold up
I throw up, throw up, throw up.
In a parking lot pimpin', in a car of women,
And I'm I'm blown,
Baby up my phone,
And she Instagram to see if I was tagged,
In a with some hoes, disgusting as amber rose.
She be through my clothes, and cussing when I'm home,
But I like that she fight back, you know I'm freaky baby I might just bite back
Watch how quickly anger to passion, now we smashin',
Tie her hands bend her the bed and get to action...
(Watch how anger turns to passion, now we smashin')

(Chorus x 2)
Baby girl come and ride me,
And the judge put you on the stand lie for me,
You bring your hoes and bring my niggas,
Got a room full of dro and a room of liquor.

(Adlibs/Outro)
You bring your hoes... bring my niggas
Yo K-9
Yo Eddie on the beat, you really through with this one my nigga.
I'll bring my niggas, room full of dro room of liquor
Bring your hoes, I'll bring my niggas, got a room full of dro and a full of liquor
Hold up hold up hold up, I might throw up throw up up,
Word,