Luyện nghe bài hát Lights Out

This that "just got to a a brick" music
nigga
Putting lobster in the Oodles of

When I walk up in this bitch, they the lights out
All the young with me and they iced out
I had to it up and get my mom a nice house
I could've did the Wraith, I brought the bikes out

We never for tomorrow, new half a brick in the car
Rich and my chick is a star, I wish on a star
Pull up and sit on the car, when we used to starve
Most of these is frauds, they not who they say that they are
Niggas do it for the
We really really into that
a foreign but you rented that
Shoot a scene, give it back
a loss on a lil cash
I ain't about it, had to get it back
work like SlimFast
Niggas in and out with a pack
Plugged in with the plugs, spites on the blood
back, got the Balmains 'cause the pockets only fit a dub
That was never what it was, I'ma it like it is
down with the sig, whole gang with me on the way to LIV

When I walk up in this bitch, they the lights out
All the niggas with me and they iced out
I had to it up and get my mom a nice house
I could've did the Wraith, instead I the bikes out

Every nigga with me out
dance when the lights out
I just my lifestyle
Overnight and like, "How?"
I treat my like a pet
I step on the gas and you the pipes growl
I got twenty on me at the car wash
Got the Benz wiped down
Diss records, my name out it
I promise you won't get no out it
Rapping 'bout trap houses
Reminiscing when I used to out it
My life was excitin', all of ice on
You me in Dyckman, I make it look easy
They hate they see me, I'm higher than deacon
I'm with Meeky and chasing the 'guine
Or you broke, you feel abandoned
screaming and I hear 'em chant
Watch you steer the Phantom I'm in the Hamptons
Same crew since I was wearin' Vans
It's show time the gang appearin'
Niggas hating but the starin'
Who would think I'd get a mansion?
Twenty in the mirror, dancin'

When I walk up in this bitch, they turn the out
All the young with me and they iced out
I had to stack it up and get my mom a nice
I could've did the Wraith, I brought the bikes out

New crib the elevator
I got haters and they mad at me
Up in Niemans, bad at it
Canada, it was mad madness
back when I was dead pop
Pretty bitches to laugh at us
Now I pull up in the red
the thirty on me and the red dot
And I lean on 'em when I come like, "Swerve"
Rat niggas up the street, shit, I'm like, "They got nerve"
Every nigga 'round me look they got them birds
Bust down, Big Meech, nigga, we sweet beef, we purge

I bet a mill that you me, I used to run in them spots
We was punching the last four, you was just punching the clock
I just got rid of my last whore, I gave her mother a shot
up, I'm down to my last four, and I fill my cup to the top
To my hood, I'm an icon, watching out for the
10K on the wrist, another dub on my right arm
I still and spend nights on corners niggas took lives on
And they ain't lackin', believe me, packin'
My youngins, they keeping pipes drawn

When I walk up in bitch, they turn the lights out
All the young niggas me and they iced out
I had to it up and get my mom a nice house
I could've did the Wraith, I brought the bikes out