Luyện nghe bài hát Trick Me

I let you niggas trick me off the streets
I can't let you trick me off the streets
I don't wanna sell you nothin', pussy nigga talk is
Can't let you niggas trick me off the
let you niggas trick me off the streets
Can't let you trick me off the streets
Boy you might be a cop, you can't cop up off of me
let you niggas 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
I know these folks tryna strip me off the streets
So I, tighten up, had to switch my license,
And I the drought coming so I switch my prices up
I waste time so I lit my Breitling up
Why you niggas mad, Sammy Sosa, up
And that bitch you with, I can tell she tryna' cut
If I put a baby in her, bet hips'll widen up
You lame ass niggas can't get no 3-5 us
point one four, cause you niggas pie as fuck, aye

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

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

I let you niggas trick me off the streets
I can't let you niggas trick me off the
I don't sell you nothin', pussy nigga talk is cheap
let you niggas trick me off the streets
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 niggas trick me off the
Street, aye
Street, aye
Street, aye...

And many false prophets shall
And shall many
Matthew

CyHi, yeah, huh
I'm ten down shoes glued to the pavement
Married to the streets, I know the of engagement
Moved the tool and I knew 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, this how I'm to behaving
They'll probably snitch and say they knew the
They'll a cigarette and a Mountain Dew for a statement
And I do the state pen for none of ya'll haters
I ain't in the 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 ball player, medicinal all
To cover up the smell we shipped it in paper, uh
Rip it open with a sharp razor,
My OG turned his young Jedi to Darth
A pound is an acre, they taught us to talk
And all my niggas strapped, get smoked like a

While you chilling with your bitch pull up in broad day her
So do me a small favor, listen to me
you're out here hustling, make sure you do it quietly
Let your 1911 .45 be your piece
There's a ways to die, so we ride with variety
And stay away blow, unless they ask you for sobriety
That white girl will always up to you like the Cosby's
Cause they at 'caine as a menace to society
So Craig, let Smokey get you smoked on a Friday