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 like 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 straight that

[Verse 1: Mill]
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, the waiter come serve me now
Just Ciroc bottles and top models, all real that pop bottles
I pulled up and I drop-topped, and my bad bitch just out
And like Alakazam! 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 smoking on dirt, I'm on probation poppin on Perc
We sippin that lean, the fuck mean
My so long and my bitch so mean
We on strong and I'm with my team
And We turned up, got bitch tryna fuck

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[Verse 2: 2
All I do is turn up, I'm about to show
Early bird get the worm, I'm up way y'all
I even know y'all, riding with the doors off
Fuck her on the lean, I fucking doze off!
The dope man is my role model, I had a TV on top of my floor
That bitch would show, fiends used to smoke dope out the
Closet of amphibians, aim at it and hit it
Difference between me and your girl: my girl, ass
Life sentence my trunk, real respect it
Dumb charm on my necklace, stupid watch on my left
I ain't have a lot so I a lot, when I got a lot, I pop a lot
I bought a drop, bought some pussy, get in the parking lot
My rhyme unorthodox, my weed stank no Tic-Tac
me where I get that, Gucci sat on my flip flap!
Paint job cost 10 stacks, rims 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
like that nigga, straight like that
No get cake like that
And I ball hard niggas hate that
Cause I drop that work, come straight right back like
I peeled off in the Bent, straight right back in a Rolls
Peeled off with ya bitch, came right back with y'all
we share 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 like
And they be like word, I'm a bad bitch, but I wouldn't 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 and she gon turn up for these stacks
I'm ballin, like Spalding
My wrist flooded, New
And I'm shittin on 'em, no
And no referee, I it

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