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 like that

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

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

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

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[Verse 2: 2
All I do is up, I'm about to show y'all
bird get the worm, I'm up way before y'all
I even know y'all, riding with the doors off
her on the lean, then 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 to smoke dope out the antenna
full of amphibians, aim at it and hit it
Difference between me and girl: my girl, ass thicker
Life sentence my trunk, niggas respect it
charm on my necklace, stupid 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 some pussy, get in the parking lot
My style's unorthodox, my weed stank no Tic-Tac
Asking me I get that, Gucci sat on my flip flap!
Paint job 10 stacks, rims cost me another ten
So tell a friend to a friend to tell a friend to tell a friend

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[Verse 3: Meek
Straight like nigga, straight like that
No birthday get cake like
And I ball hard niggas hate that
Cause I drop that work, come straight right back whoa
I peeled off in the Bent, came straight right in a Rolls
Peeled off ya bitch, came straight right back with y'all
Nigga we that bitch, 10 big chains I don't wear that shit
Big Glock 9, I air shit
And a big V12, I steer that shit skurrrt
And they be like word, I'm with a bad bitch, but I wife her
My neck all froze and my wrist burr
And my shit so cold, I'm a need a fur
We up to the max, turned up on them racks
Got all on that 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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