Luyện nghe bài hát Trick Me

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

Ok I 750 off a P
On the phone with Mr. Krabs so I'm talking cheese
I don't fuck with I'm eating strictly off the weed
Cause I know folks tryna strip me off the streets
So I, up, had to switch my license, bruh
And I know the drought so I switch my prices up
I don't time so I lit my Breitling up
Why you mad, Sammy Sosa, lighten up
And that skinny bitch you with, I can she tryna' cut
If I put a in her, bet them hips'll widen up
You lame ass niggas get no 3-5 from 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 niggas me off the streets
I don't wanna 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 me off the streets
Boy you might be a cop, you can't cop up off of me
Can't let you niggas trick me off the

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

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

And many prophets shall rise
And deceive many
24:11

CyHi, yeah, huh
I'm ten toes down shoes glued to the
to the streets, I know the rules of engagement
Moved with the tool and I knew were hating
Niggas mad I rose out the blue I'm Jalen
I can easily hit my goon the payment
Let him do the job, how I'm used to behaving
They'll probably snitch and say they knew the
They'll trade a and a Mountain Dew for a statement
And I can't do the state pen for of ya'll haters
I in the convo if it don't involve paper, hard labor, huh
Eat with the pall takers, law breakers
Quick the card 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 us to talk safer
And all my niggas strapped, get smoked a Gar-

While you chilling with bitch that pull up in broad day her
So do me a favor, listen to me wisely
When you're out hustling, make sure you do it quietly
Let 1911 .45 be your side piece
There's a thousand ways to die, so we with variety
And stay away from blow, they ask you for sobriety
That white girl will always up to you like the Cosby's
Cause they look at as a menace to society
So Craig, don't let Smokey get you smoked on a