Luyện nghe bài hát Str8 Like That

[Featuring: 2 Chainz, V]

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

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

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

[Verse 1: Meek
DJ me up! Please don't turn me down
These niggas ain't hear me then, niggas gonna hear me now
I got bad hoes in my section, these niggas burn 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 like Alakazam! shit way out of my hands!
And I'm with black card shawty, vroom-vroom jumpin out of Lamb
Well damn, YSL in my shirt, fly as hell off Earth
Y'all niggas smoking on dirt, I'm on probation on Perc
We sippin lean, the fuck y'all mean
My money so long and my so mean
We smokin on strong and I'm my team
And We turned up, got your tryna fuck

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[Verse 2: 2
All I do is turn up, I'm to show y'all
bird get the worm, I'm up way before y'all
I don't know 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, fiends used to smoke 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, Gucci sat on my flap!
job cost 10 stacks, rims cost me another ten
So tell a friend to tell a friend to tell a friend to a friend

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

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