Luyện nghe bài hát Lit

Do you believe in love?

Or do you like

Ran into a night owl White Owls
Girl it's been awhile since I hit a Owl
I'm it though, she a centerfold
Big ol' blunt look like
She in Europe, Interpol
Don't her in her clothes
I fucked her friend, they was close
Let's reunite, get em close
Hit 'em twice in a row, hit a flight, and I'm
That's the last I seen her though
She be too eager, ho
Stamp it like my visa
Cheefin' off of berries
When the world heavy and it hurts to carry
I'm her Mercenary

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She take me to a that I never would discover
never have another, so I had to fuck her
Reach into my pockets, I ain't got a rubber
See my nigga Ron, like L. Ron Hubbard, he be outta
Say he got a case of straps at the of the hotel cupboard
Room 508, check by the safe, she say "Boy you got it
Do you got a cape?", I with the games 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
finish and fornication
Photo and fornication

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the buzz
Can you the buzz?
the buzz
Do you in love?
your drug?
What's your

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

You'd be how many truths you can hide in flows
I'm listenin' to this beat my eyelids closed
keep flashin' and I keep laughin'
I never thought that I would fuck Irish
Maybe Asian bitches or Caucasian
Remember I got to New York I was lost
Because all I ever saw was bitches
I ain't barely what Jamrock was
Lil' nigga God damn I was
To you niggas talkin' online until you make it high
Then you could never understand buzz, well
Maybe if you put yourself in the
Of a nigga comin' straight out the
No gold grill just a coast feel
And a set of crooked in his mouth
Make them bounce, that can't get enough
Niggas say I made it I ain't it enough
Man hang that nigga, you a real ass nigga
If you ain't got my tape in truck
Cole, uhm world don't you that
I think I lost my mind round the same time I lost my six
But no sit-ups for me, long as my dick get up for me
Long as a ho still up for me
She usually charge but she get us for
Woah, that's TMI, lil' something TMZ
Scared of the days you'll be me
'Cause my do not play, coach DNP
That's something for the hoop
copped her the coupe man
No drop top but a slot on the that can slide out
And get a little sun you ride out
Ced on the beat let me out
We was 15 a ASR up in my house
Writin' rhymes out, made it happen
Could've been a lawyer but I made it rappin', he made it
Now at the he the main 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 do this drug called fame be lastin', that's deep

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