Luyện nghe bài hát Trick Me

I can't let you trick me off the streets
I can't let you trick me off the streets
I wanna sell you nothin', pussy nigga talk is cheap
Can't let you niggas trick me off the
Can't let you niggas trick me off the
let you niggas trick me off the streets
Boy you might be a cop, you cop shit up off of me
Can't let you trick me off the streets

Ok I 750 off a P
On the phone with Mr. so I'm busy talking cheese
I don't fuck white I'm eating strictly off the weed
Cause I know these folks strip me off the streets
So I, up, had to switch my license, bruh
And I know the drought coming so I my prices up
I don't waste so I lit my Breitling up
Why you niggas mad, Sosa, lighten up
And that skinny you with, I can tell she tryna' cut
If I put a baby in her, bet hips'll widen up
You lame ass can't get no 3-5 from us
Three point one four, cause you pie as fuck, aye

I let you niggas trick me off the streets
I let you niggas trick me off the streets
I don't sell you nothin', pussy nigga talk is cheap
Can't let you niggas trick me off the
Can't let you niggas me off the streets
Can't let you trick me off the streets
Boy you might be a cop, you cop shit up off of me
Can't let you trick me off the streets

A nigga shot me in the ankle and I kill 'em, ya lucky
Pulled a pistol on me and my wallet, fuck it
Southside money long as Godby Road
Duffle Bag was shot in front of Stop-N-Go
Dropped some racks at Avianne and I it out the store
Remember and Optimo and riding candy coat
See niggas try to play me off the streets, I can feel it
thousand for a show so every ten shows that's a milli
Hey, from the ceiling fuck it, look at nigga feeling
Told you last this a V12, not a Hemi
get it, I'mma get it, Tity get it, I'mma get it
Did ya I just did it, I'm exquisite bitch

I can't let you trick me off the streets
I let you niggas trick me off the streets
I don't wanna sell you nothin', nigga talk is cheap
let you niggas trick me off the streets
Can't let you niggas trick me off the
Can't let you niggas trick me off the
Boy you might be a cop, you cop shit up off of me
let you niggas trick me off the streets
Street, aye
Street, aye
Street, aye...

And many prophets shall rise
And deceive many
Matthew

CyHi, yeah, huh
I'm ten toes down shoes to the pavement
to the streets, I know the rules of engagement
Moved with the tool and I they were hating
Niggas mad I out the blue like I'm Jalen
I can easily hit my with the payment
Let him do the job, how I'm used to behaving
They'll probably snitch and say they the assailant
They'll trade a cigarette and a Dew for a statement
And I can't do the pen for none of ya'll haters
I in the convo if it don't involve paper, hard labor, huh
Eat with the pall takers, habitual law
Quick with the capers, we dipped when the cops chased us
Pitchin' the soft got niggas rich as a player, medicinal all flavors
To cover up the we shipped it in wall paper, uh
Rip it open with a sharp razor,
My OG turned his Jedi to Darth Vader
A pound is an acre, they us to talk safer
And all my niggas strapped, get smoked a Gar-

While you with your bitch that pull up in broad day her
So do me a small favor, listen to me
When out here hustling, make sure you do it quietly
Let your .45 be your side piece
a thousand ways to die, so we ride with variety
And stay away from blow, they ask you for sobriety
That girl will always catch up to you like the Cosby's
Cause they look at 'caine as a menace to
So Craig, let Smokey get you smoked on a Friday