Luyện nghe bài hát Str8 Like That

[Featuring: 2 Chainz, V]

We too turnt up
up to the max
We be to it
Do it straight that

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We do it str8 that, get money str8 like that
We run it str8 like that, who want it str8 that?

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We just too up
up to the max
We be to it
Do it like that

[Verse 1: Meek
DJ me up! Please don't turn me down
These niggas hear me then, these niggas gonna hear me now
I got bad hoes in my section, these niggas wanna me down
So I'm gon' make it sparkle, the waiter come serve me now
Just Ciroc bottles and top models, all real that pop bottles
I up and I drop-topped, and my bad bitch just popped out
And Alakazam! This shit way out of my hands!
And I'm with black card shawty, jumpin out of that Lamb
Well damn, it's YSL in my shirt, fly as off Earth
Y'all smoking on dirt, I'm on probation poppin on Perc
We that lean, the fuck y'all mean
My so long and my bitch so mean
We on strong and I'm with my team
And We turned up, got your bitch fuck

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[Verse 2: 2
All I do is up, I'm about to show y'all
Early get the worm, I'm up way before y'all
I don't even y'all, riding with the doors off
Fuck her on the lean, I fucking doze off!
The man is my role model, I had a TV on top of my floor model
That bitch would show, used to smoke dope out the antenna
full of amphibians, aim at it and hit it
Difference between me and your my girl, ass thicker
Life sentence my trunk, real niggas it
Dumb charm on my necklace, watch on my left wrist
I ain't have a lot so I brag a lot, I got a lot, I pop a lot
I bought a drop, bought pussy, get head in the parking lot
My rhyme style's unorthodox, my weed stank no
Asking me where I get that, sat on my flip flap!
Paint job 10 stacks, rims cost me another ten
So tell a friend to tell a friend to tell a to tell a friend

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[Verse 3: Meek
like that nigga, straight like that
No get cake like that
And I ball hard niggas hate that
Cause I drop that work, straight right back like whoa
I peeled off in the Bent, came straight back in a Rolls
Peeled off with ya bitch, came straight right back y'all
Nigga we share that bitch, 10 big I don't wear that shit
Big Glock 9, I air shit
And a big V12, I steer that shit skurrrt
And be like word, I'm with a bad bitch, but I wouldn't wife her
My neck all froze and my wrist like
And my so cold, I'm a need a light fur
We turned up to the max, up on them racks
Got shorty all on pole and she gon turn up for these stacks
I'm ballin, like Spalding
My flooded, New Orleans
And I'm shittin on 'em, no
And no referee, I it

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