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 like that, get money 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 like

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

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[Verse 2: 2
All I do is turn up, I'm about to show
bird get the worm, I'm up way before y'all
I don't even know y'all, riding the doors off
Fuck her on the lean, then I 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 dope out the antenna
full of amphibians, aim at it and hit it
Difference between me and your my girl, ass thicker
sentence my trunk, real niggas respect it
Dumb charm on my necklace, stupid on my left wrist
I have a lot so I brag a lot, when I got a lot, I pop a lot
I bought a drop, some pussy, get head in the parking lot
My rhyme unorthodox, my weed stank no Tic-Tac
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 to tell a friend to tell a friend

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[Verse 3: Mill]
Straight that nigga, straight like that
No birthday get cake that
And I ball niggas hate like that
Cause I drop that work, come straight right back whoa
I peeled off in the Bent, came straight back in a Rolls
Peeled off ya bitch, came straight right back with y'all
Nigga we share that bitch, 10 big chains I wear that shit
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 froze and my like burr
And my so cold, I'm a need a light fur
We turned up to the max, turned up on them
Got shorty all on that pole and she gon turn up for stacks
Cause I'm ballin, Spalding
My flooded, New Orleans
And I'm on 'em, no toilet
And no referee, I it

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