Luyện nghe bài hát Overdose

And I'm a leave on one note
One more motherfuckin
It's this... Look at him

I ain't been here in a
Cut the lights off I feel fantastic now baby...
Yeah... Look...
I said I used to cut the porch lights on and now I cut the porches on just to let them know their foresights wrong
Where this rapper going with that ice on he a lame I'm just tryna get my mature life on
O D.
O. D. Everybody know me, even fans that them kids in the O.C.
Oh me Oh my girls love me like Seth Cohen,
So get a grip get a glass the X. O. in
I did want one these niggas to say that I'm not the
Pick a cause where you drivin is not a lane
And rest in to Pimp C life is not a game,
Taking over the world no just a lotta Brain
He bout to send them the shit I'm on (Yeah)
You prolly could have I'm on (Yeah)
My sense of judgment is a gone
Up the air all the smoke from the swisha is blown
Ahh... I'm I'm grown I'm living in this elevator zone alone
I'm up so high I'm never coming and you say you got them hoes but they never coming round
I got pent house I stay high above your ass
And I can see it all, my is glass
And wifey's (Bitches)
But moneys (Her)
Cause under (Nothin)
My is such a (Blur)
not the way it has to go it's jus what I prefer
And do not disagree with me it's best you jus
I'm a legend with a that can't help but survive
when I fuckin die they gonna bury me Alive...

And I'm so
I my niggas from the hood to the beaches
I'm living good gripping with all the features
Jesus my straight no creases
P P P this
We got bottles over
is in the air... we good (O. D. O.D.)
Bithces there... we good (O. D. O. D.)
Money on the we good

O.D. O.D everybody me

[Travis
Oh no Travie high on again... (Wow)
Feel like I swallowed a bottle of Vicodin... (Dam)
So high I wanna cry tiny violins
In my best mode the pesmote the silence... (Shh)
Stop the violence, how when every blind is like the Watts riots pouring out my pen
dam be easy I'm a get back
Gentleman with a superlative use of
And I done gave up the narcotics but I can't leave the crib without xanax in my water... (Nope)
Hello my is Travie and I'm a life-aholic
Told'em all these beats is like the to my Gromit... (Ha)
The alpha to my Bruce wearing stripes on my cane
Worn without the other so for real the candy brain
trooper like a gun tote in candyman
Ask me how I'm livin bet I ya fine and dandy man
Check his vital they peeping off the meter man
I'm a forever in Neverland with Peter Pan
Fuck the nine out
I'm a a Amy Winehouse
Purple Rain with Mary Jane girls in my house... (My House)
Isaiah I'm a see ya when I get
Until then hold me like gravity it's Travie... Uno... Easy

And I'm so
I my niggas from the hood to the beaches
I'm living good gripping with all the features
Jesus my straight no creases
P P this
We got over here
Kush is in the air... we (O. D. O.D.)
over there... we good (O. D. O. D.)
Money on the we good

It's

O.D. O.D everybody me

Factz:]
Ha I'm bout to overdose on life please pass the weed
So if I comatose tonight you won't have to ask for
If the things that I seen through my frames got me paid
Watch me mane I'm cocky slave with Rocky chain
I got I got my cluttered with this bud
And this name of it is Fame and it's all up in my
Tyna suppress the too fresh I got... Oooo yes
I'm in it for the yes duplex living like I'm Hugh Heff
Every other I need a blue net for group sex
Leaving a bruise neck then I yell whose next... (Next)
in a line this is new fax city take this crack between ya thighs... (Yeah)
(Mickey what you mean) I'm fuck the queen
Sniff the white horse of success and let him lean... (Let'em see)
Tryna my high on life... (Then let'em dream)
catch the spot on my flight
First known of the aroma of the smoker life
Got me a stoner, a zoner but nah it's never over... (Mickey what you mean)
I stick my tongue out sippin conceited of I'm teasing every bum out
Hung out with celebrities every drug house
So you remember me say that I was strung out... (Mickey what you mean)
I'm a addict for the cash I'm a O.D. so flip going to rehab

And I'm so
I brought my niggas the hood to the beaches
I'm good gripping wood with all the features
my money straight no creases
P P Peep
We got bottles over
Kush is in the air... we (O. D. O.D.)
Bithces there... we good (O. D. O. D.)
Money on the we good

O.D. O.D know me