Luyện nghe bài hát Mezmorized

[Wiz
Uh, it's Young man. Paper Plane Gang, 501 young.
'Ay shout out to my brother Spitta man. I just to say that. Yeah.
And, your bitch could see this shit from across the nigga.
It's pimpin' over here. Macaroni. Kush and Orange nigga.
What up Chevy, I see you, Cardo on the beat. Haha.

1]
Uh, I don't love 'em, I chase 'em I duck 'em
Smoke somethin', go to a new soon as I fuck 'em
Niggas be pressed for pussy, it nothing
Instead of about who that bitch fuckin', why don't you get you some money
9 times out of 10 she see me
Game running, wanna know my hotel and who to ring when she coming
I keep it one hundred, get love from the hoes, but it's, money over bitches nothing it
Like the weed loud like my engine when I up
Bitches holding weave, rolling trees with they pretty feets up
suckas often imitate but they can't be us
So super high, look in the sky when you see me bruh
Cut my speakers up, out what the critics say
Just, continue to smoke and remain G as
Polo socks match my polo hat, she leave once it's a fact
she aint coming back. Now Taylor Gang that.

And aint shit change, but the of horses in my motor when I switch lanes
And I beat em blindly with them diamonds in my big chain, heavy in the game homie I'm doing big things (big things, big things)
And them bitches they mezmorized, recognize, I keep it so G (I keep it so G)
Get you some money with me (fuckin' with me)

2]
I don't love 'em, I don't 'em, I duck 'em
Try to get paper how the fucker don't know about her
I you up where it's cloudy, aint one them lames still rockin' prada
I go to Louie and blow a thousand
One of my baddest bitches, rollin' up while I'm
And she don't even just hit it once while she light it
My game tight, and sign it
Them niggas playing, aint really ballin', saying they being honest
Claiming, that's wife but we can't call it
She all in my hotel suite at 3 in the
Taking her clothes off, inhaling and coughing
Aint her first cheefing but say she don't do this often
Since I was 16, I had all the to keep it G
niggas hoes, and smoke hella trees with em
As for your team, you niggas in the stands, you lookin'
I'm a pro to these rookies and I plan to paper over....pussy.

And aint change, but the amount of horses in my motor when I switch lanes
And I beat em blindly them diamonds in my big chain, heavy in the game little homie I'm doing big things (big things, big things)
And them bitches they mezmorized, recognize, I keep it so G (I keep it so G)
Get you some money fuckin' with me (fuckin' me)

[Wiz
Yeah nigga, this shit just don't cool.
This what we go to to, wake up to....Kush and Orange Juice nigga.
Got your bitch cooking them cheese too. Got paper in my pocket.
Taylor Gang up? See yall niggas man.
We fucked over 'em this year, it's a wrap. Hahahaha.
Yeah. We want no more sucker shit..ever.