Luyện nghe bài hát Someone To Love

[Hook: 2 x2
I had to these hoes
I had to give these hoes to love
I said I had to give these
I had to give hoes someone to love
This I'm doin'
This I'm doin', it's easier than drugs
I this what I'm doin'
This what I'm doin', it's easier drugs

1: 2 Chainz]
a P in the pot
Type of nigga, used to on a cot
Type of nigga, to get it and go
You the type sold a ki to a cop
of nigga, have your bitch in my spot
I'm the type to tie her feet in a
Type of nigga, a dream to a G
Type of nigga, turned G to a drop
Turn around and a P on the lot
to say, "Give me codeine on the rocks"
Used to say, "Kiss it one time" cause that coochie was
I sprayed some Febreze on the box, in my socks
Picture of me a block on the block
me rollin'
If I get gunned down
picture they gon' be holdin'
Pick up the paper,
Your bitch to get stolen, now it is a wrap
Talkin' foil
that [?], what the fuck? Shoot a nigga playin' tunk
Show me a bitch is loyal
I could her desert soil
Love me or me not
You go to my mama's spot

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[Verse 2:
I'm the type to put the ki on the
I'm the type to be the king of the
Push button, ain't no key for the
my body, I think that I'm Pac
Got these bitches fallin' to give me the box
Bet you wonder how I did it
Fell in love with sellin' drugs and then I and got a plug
And I made a little bit of money, spendin' thousand limits
I had to give these
I had to give these someone to love
them 5s and 10s and 20s, added it up
Took them 50s, 100s, then I to the club
They can see what I'm
See what I'm doin', it's easier than
In the kitchen water whippin', flippin'
the digits, the blue money come
Got the Forgiatto on new Gallardo
Blowin' avocado, ridin' Chicago
Got the double cup and in baby bottle
Got the with me, black Mercedes follow
Shoe a bando
in peace [?]
My bitch from Cuba, the weed from Cali
But my Mexicano

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[Verse 3:
I do this shit for my now
They say Skay got the ether now
I'm sellin' shit like illegal now
I'm comin' to the teacher now
We're not the same, I'm a now
Came a long way them Regals now
How he hop out of two seaters
That's what bitches be sayin'
That's them niggas be sayin'
But hate is an ugly
You want somethin' salty go shit in your
Shout out to Cap and his
He got me whippin' my in a Glad
Look I'm whippin' my wrist in a Glad
All Rollie, is piss on my hand
I listen to man
God told me "give 'em the truth", I've just been the truth
That shit you're ain't true
I'm a product, can prove
I'm ill in the booth
I'm known to kill in the booth, I'm known to spill in the
See I keep it better, I'll talk to a pillar
And I cannot to these niggas, so