Luyện nghe bài hát Mezmorized

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

1]
Uh, I love 'em, I don't chase 'em I duck 'em
somethin', go to a new state soon as I fuck 'em
Niggas be pressed for pussy, it aint
Instead of worrying about who 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 phone to ring she coming
I it one hundred, get love from the hoes, but it's, money over bitches nothing above it
the weed loud like my engine when I speed up
Bitches holding they weave, rolling with they pretty feets up
Them suckas often imitate but they be us
So super high, in the sky when you wanna see me bruh
Cut my speakers up, drowning out what the say
Just, continue to smoke and remain G as
socks match my polo hat, she leave once it's a known fact
That she coming back. Now Taylor Gang that.

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

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

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

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