Luyện nghe bài hát Say I

All in favor of getting and gone
And youre gonna have to call someone to you home
Say I I I I I I I
All in favor of super high
And you might start to feel like a that can fly
Say I I I I I I I

Plug me in and me go (go), bad on the hoe ass nigga
Dont give me no (more) Im on my second fifth of liquor
Once Im up its hard for me to power down
I fuck a nigga up and put on him under ground
I went from rags to riches, to racks
Top convertible, and Jags
Smoking me herbal, me wine
Or should I say turtle its green and its lime
Ever since he was an infant he was around pimpin
He took his first step, he with a limp-in
nigga hardheaded damn fool (damn foo)
His sucked his dick in high school (High School)
Expiali..Hooligan
Breakin down the diesel mixing cookies with the wind
went to Jail on a Friday, didnt get out Tuesday
got a DUI for drinking too Louie, (bitch)

All in favor of getting and gone
and youre gonna have to call someone to drive you
say I I I I I I I
all in favor of getting super
and you might to feel like a bird that can fly
say I I I I I I I

I, DUI, Why, I didnt even have to drive
Now, Im in jail for a crime, made bail, and I paid the
My lawyer, me high ass prices,
DMV to take my license
Insurance, is up and when I go to court, I know Im fucked
All shit just for drinking
Need a driver Im too drunk for thinkin
Two hands on the wheel,
Dont let a friend drink and if your being real
Might the whip, might lose your life
If I get too high
Just sure Im making home safe and you do the same
Now lets get fucked up and it man, bitch

All in favor of ripped and gone
And gonna have to call someone to drive you home
Say I I I I I I I
All in of getting super high
And you might start to feel a bird that can fly
Say I I I I I I I

Rolling paper so loud I up the neighbors
A boss I dont need no
You pussy so fuck a hater
Now that my up
My crib got an elevator, my new is alligator
And every meal got a wit it
And Im all about drink up
While Im the stank up
my wife about her make up,
Blow a pound I wake up,
See the cars dont want to race us
I do it big, niggas do it
up in the club they gonna bring some champagne
Imma a lot of drugs, I put money on it
Spendin all this bank let it nigga hate
Real nigga show love sound done it
All money think I lucked up
All this Gin got me up
Man I live life the way
Drinking Bombay n lemonade rolling up some paper

All in favor of getting and gone
And youre gonna have to call someone to you home
Say I I I I I I I
All the of getting super high
And you might start to feel like a that can fly
Say I I I I I I I