Luyện nghe bài hát Like Dope

[Chorus: Tory
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Smoking on, on dope, uh
like, feeling like dope

[Verse 1: Push]
Who don't wanna
I'm drop topping in these foreigns on off these southern
Playing games, fuck it
Ima brain Jay coppin plus chain chains swinging, songs Bad bitches hittin' bones switching lanes
Niggas, chain than my dang bang
Nigga, let semi hang
Nigga, I be all up in the house, I everything nigga
First time, she let me even hang with 'em
Still paper off the block
Gotta take it off the top, to scrape it off the block, uh
Young Fargo, you know a nigga over the border like I just missed cargo
Baby, you know, on the 5-0
Got bad bitches rolling but I'm ducking all the 5-0s, uh
And I'm fucking 'bout hoes
Got these bitches like Alonzo

Tory Lanez]
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Smoking on, on dope, uh
Looking like, like dope

[Verse 2: & Oktane]
I feel like I'm on dope I ain't wit' you (bounce bounce)
I to hear my dope when I miss you
I'm paper like magazine issues
It's always an issue I can't commit, but you know everything I do is
So you press nothin'
I hit the studio I tell Aminé to press
Niggas know checks comin'
I make her rock the like game-X
She me cuz I'm famous
Killin' every until I leave the game stretched
I like I'm on dope
She wanna get
If you smoke
Then get up in the
Cuz it's lit at every
There's on side
But I ever go
But she want it
So going down
I'ma let you it now flyest nigga doin' it
And what I say go so she ridin' if I'm
If I'm in my section assuming you need direction
Finessing, on that next like a Jetson

[Chorus: Lanez]
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
on, smoking on dope, uh
Looking like, feeling dope

3: Anthony Danza]
Uh, I'm high hello
like the seatbelt
Put me in the hot
I'ma the seat melt
You entrepreneurial
Countin' money, eatin'
My glass is so full [?] is so aeriel
My peanut butter
With that butter sweater
I can't believe it's not
just a little better
No vendetta, you bitches is so
'em and get 'em a boat
K to they
Geometry gold ropes and heavy
It's big bricks small circles let's not
by these sundresses
T.V.s, V.V.S.s
And new B.B.S.s
to the Mormon eyes, pretty lips
Caprisun with the molly, who take a sip
Unc cuz you know the drill, you know the scale, gonna it tip
serve everything, dairy queen, everything dip

[Chorus: Tory
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Smoking on, on dope, uh
like, feeling like dope, uh

Young nigga feelin' he on dope
more, gimme more
That's how I'm out, livin' out
Blowin' dope, dope
Young niggas movin' you know how it go
Get at me
And when I say I mean types yo' kush