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

And I'm so
I brought my niggas the hood to the beaches
I'm living good gripping wood all the features
Jesus my money no creases
P P P this
We got over here
is in the air... we good (O. D. O.D.)
Bithces there... we good (O. D. O. D.)
on the floor we good

O.D. O.D everybody me

McCoy:]
Oh no Travie on life again... (Wow)
Feel like I swallowed a bottle of Vicodin... (Dam)
So high I wanna cry like violins
In my best the pesmote enjoy the silence... (Shh)
Stop the violence, how when every blind is like the motherfuckin Watts riots out my pen
Iight dam be I'm a get back
Gentleman with a superlative use of
And I gave up the narcotics but I can't leave the crib without some 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 candy
without the other so for real without the candy brain
Super trooper like a gun in candyman
Ask me how I'm livin bet I ya fine and dandy man
Check his vital signs peeping off the meter man
I'm a live forever in Neverland with Pan
Fuck the nine out
I'm a a Amy Winehouse
Sipping Purple Rain with Mary girls in my house... (My House)
Isaiah I'm a see ya I get there
Until then hold me down gravity it's Travie... Uno... Easy

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

It's

O.D. O.D everybody me

[Mickey
Ha I'm bout to overdose on somebody please pass the weed
So if I comatose tonight you won't to ask for refer
If the things that I seen my Prada frames got me paid
Watch me mane I'm cocky slave this Rocky chain
I got I got my fames cluttered this bud
And name of it is Fame and it's all up in my blood
suppress the too fresh feeling I got... Oooo yes
I'm in it for the huge yes duplex like I'm Hugh Heff
Every night I need a blue net for group sex
Leaving a bruise neck then I yell whose next... (Next)
Stand'em in a line this is new fax city take this crack ya thighs... (Yeah)
(Mickey what you mean) I'm fuck the queen
Sniff the horse of success and then let him lean... (Let'em see)
match my high on life... (Then let'em dream)
Gotta catch the on my flight
class known of the aroma of the smoker life
Got me like a stoner, a but nah it's never over... (Mickey what you mean)
I stick my tongue out sippin Remy conceited of I'm every bum out
Hung out with celebrities from drug house
So when you remember me say that I was 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 from the hood to the beaches
I'm living good gripping with all the features
Jesus my money straight no
P P Peep
We got bottles over
is in the air... we good (O. D. O.D.)
Bithces there... we good (O. D. O. D.)
on the floor we good

O.D. O.D know me