Luyện nghe bài hát Lie For Me

(Verse 1)
I used to be picky about the the pen I want to right with,
Now I just write with anything I'm with,
I just let the flow, I love freedom, open a cage and I let the birds go,
Cause I'm a thug I'm a ... no love when I ... black gloves know I'm ... nose snub pistol ...
I'm a thug I'm a menace, aint no love when I finish,
Black gloves know I'm hittin', snub pistol grippin'
Bang
Hey ma u doin' tonight,
You want to go for a cruise, the keys you can drive,
Lean back, lean back, stick the out the ride,
You can clap put the 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 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 speakers go off, and her belts come off,
Man her knees felt so soft, I need help, oh gosh
Cause I'm done with this bitch she ain't able to walk,
I'll have some fun with bitch and she ain't able to talk,
Girl all my niggas want to ride 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 hold up, hold up, hold up
I might throw up, up, throw up
In a parking lot pimpin', in a car of women,
Got my eyes on you though my head spinin',
Spittin' game in your ear down to my ambition.

(Chorus x 2)
Baby girl and ride with me,
And the judge put you on the stand lie for me,
You bring your and I'll bring 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 foot of to be breaking ya hip,
And if you hold me I might front 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 river and I'm with my niggas,
I'm too ill to have a regular bitch,
Got to be that life stacking cheddar and shit,
Don't wave me bye, baby I need you,
You tell the truth and always be see through.
But you got to me, know I'm stuck in my ways,
Everybody me, know a thug don't change.
You know niggas drink, they tote,
And I'll poke a throat if I even feel slightly provoked.
But you got to deal with my flaws to my rewards,
And my speech marijuan(a), so you seek might be gone.
I'm like hold up hold up, up
I might throw up, up, throw up.
In a lot pimpin', in a car full of women,
And I'm I'm blown,
Baby up my phone,
And she checking to see if I was tagged,
In a photo with some hoes, as amber rose.
She be rustling through my clothes, and cussing I'm home,
But I like that she fight back, you know I'm freaky baby I might just bite back
Watch how anger turns to passion, now we smashin',
Tie her hands bend her the bed and get to action...
(Watch how quickly turns to passion, now we smashin')

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

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