Luyện nghe bài hát Lie For Me

(Verse 1)
I used to be picky the picking the pen I want to right with,
Now I just write with anything I'm 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 know I'm hittin', nose pistol grippin'
Bang
Hey ma what u tonight,
You to go for a cruise, take the keys you can drive,
Lean back, lean back, 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 won't really hurt she had D cups
Or C cups, or B cups,
Or maybe A's if her ass was phat as Russel Simmons sneakers,
Man my speakers go off, and her belts come off,
Man her knees so soft, I might need help, oh gosh
Cause when I'm done with bitch she ain't able to walk,
I'll have some fun this bitch and she ain't able to talk,
Girl all my niggas want to with ME
And all my bitches come with ME
I got too many and too many niggas,
Got a room full of dro and a room full of
I'm like hold up, hold up, up
I might throw up, throw up, up
In a parking lot pimpin', in a car of women,
Got my eyes on you even though my spinin',
Spittin' game in ear down to ride my ambition.

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

(Verse 2)
it ma I'm a pimp, I don't pay for no shit,
But ill lay a foot of dick to be ya hip,
And if you hold me down I might a couple dollars,
Got a Spanish chick fetish spicy empanadas,
Hot as in the winter, got a hummer full of triggers,
And she flowin' like a and I'm rollin' with my niggas,
I'm too ill to have a regular bitch,
Got to be about that life cheddar and shit,
Don't wave me 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 niggas drink, smoke they tote,
And I'll a nigga throat if I even feel slightly provoked.
But you got to deal with my to reap my rewards,
And my marijuan(a), so what you seek might be gone.
I'm like hold up hold up, up
I might throw up, throw up, up.
In a lot pimpin', in a car full of women,
And I'm I'm blown,
blowing up my phone,
And she Instagram to see if I was tagged,
In a photo with hoes, disgusting as amber rose.
She be through my clothes, and cussing when I'm home,
But I like that when she fight back, you know I'm freaky baby I 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 quickly anger to passion, now we smashin')

(Chorus x 2)
Baby girl come and with me,
And when the judge put you on the lie for me,
You your hoes and I'll bring my niggas,
Got a full of dro and a room full 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, full of dro room full of liquor
Bring hoes, I'll bring my niggas, got a room full of dro and a room full of liquor
Hold up hold up hold up, I might up throw up throw up,
Word,