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 I'm incited 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 ... ain't no love when I ... gloves know I'm ... nose snub pistol ...
Cause I'm a thug I'm a menace, no love when I finish,
Black know I'm hittin', nose 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, the heat 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 we buss, cause me nuts
And it won't really hurt she had some D
Or C cups, or B cups,
Or maybe even A's if her ass was phat as Russel sneakers,
Man my go off, and her seat belts come off,
Man her knees felt so soft, I might help, oh gosh
Cause when I'm done with this bitch she ain't to walk,
I'll some fun with this bitch and she ain't able to talk,
Girl all my want to ride with ME
And all my bitches come with ME
I got too many hoes and too niggas,
Got a room of dro and a room full of liquor
I'm like hold up, up, hold up
I might throw up, up, throw up
In a lot pimpin', in a car full of women,
Got my on you even though my head spinin',
Spittin' in your 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 your 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 of dick to be breaking ya hip,
And if you hold me down I front a couple dollars,
Got a Spanish fetish eating spicy empanadas,
Hot as summer in the winter, got a hummer of triggers,
And she flowin' like a and I'm rollin' with my niggas,
Cause I'm too ill to a regular bitch,
Got to be about life stacking cheddar and shit,
Don't wave me good bye, baby I you,
You tell the and I'll always be see through.
But you got to me, know I'm stuck in my ways,
Everybody know me, a thug don't change.
You know niggas drink, smoke tote,
And I'll poke a nigga throat if I feel slightly provoked.
But you got to deal with my flaws to my rewards,
And my marijuan(a), so what you seek might be gone.
I'm like up hold up, hold up
I might throw up, throw up, up.
In a parking lot pimpin', in a car of women,
And I'm I'm blown,
blowing 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 anger 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... I'll my niggas
Yo K-9
Yo Eddie on the beat, you really came through this one my nigga.
bring my niggas, room 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 throw up up throw up,
Word,