Luyện nghe bài hát Lit

Do you believe in love?

Or do you like

Ran into a night owl rollin' Owls
Girl been awhile since I hit a White Owl
I'm with it though, she a
Big ol' look like tentacles
She in Europe, Interpol
Don't remember her in her
I fucked her friend, damn was close
Let's reunite, let's get em
Hit 'em in a row, hit a flight, and I'm ghost
That's the last time I her though
She be too eager, ho
Stamp it like it's my
Cheefin' off of berries
When the world gets heavy and it hurts to
I'm her Mercenary

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She take me to a place that I would discover
never have another, so I had to fuck her
Reach into my pockets, damn I got a rubber
See my Ron, like L. Ron Hubbard, he be outta space
Say he got a case of at the back of the hotel cupboard
Room 508, by the safe, she say "Boy you got it made
Do you got a cape?", I ain't with the ma, do I gotta wait?
I'm quite impatient, intoxication got me feelin' procreating
I'm the baker, you surely caking
Stand back, catch my graces
Photo and fornication
Photo and fornication

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Do you believe in
What's your
What's drug?

Now comes the question of which intro do you
Do you use this intro or the other I was talkin' on?
But, then that let's people know I had more than one
So maybe we should just not use this and use the other
So people would I just took it straight through
Yea, let's do

You'd be surprised how many truths you can in flows
I'm listenin' to this beat with my closed
keep flashin' and I keep laughin'
I never that I would fuck Irish hoes
Asian bitches or Caucasian bitches
Remember I got to New York I was lost
Because all I ever saw was bitches
I barely know what Jamrock was
Lil' country God damn I was
To you niggas talkin' online until you it this high
Then you never understand this buzz, well
Maybe if you put in the shoes
Of a nigga straight out the South
No gold grill just a coast feel
And a set of teeth in his mouth
Make them hoes bounce, that get enough
Niggas say I made it I ain't it enough
Man that nigga, you a real lame ass nigga
If you got my tape in your truck
Cole, uhm don't you forget that
I think I lost my mind the same time I lost my six pack
But no sit-ups for me, long as my still get up for me
Long as a ho still up for me
She usually but she get us for free
Woah, that's TMI, lil' like TMZ
Scared of the days be seeing me
'Cause my do not play, coach DNP
That's for the hoop fans
Just copped her the man
No drop top but a slot on the that can slide out
And get a little sun while you out
Ced on the beat let me out
We was 15 a ASR up in my house
Writin' rhymes out, momma it happen
Could've been a lawyer but I made it rappin', he made it
Now at the shows he the attraction
Another shot of Henny so I'm askin'
How long do this drug called fame be lastin' "It's lit, the buzz?"
shot of Henny so I'm faded askin'
How long do this drug fame be lastin', that's deep

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