Luyện nghe bài hát Try Me

[Verse 1: Lil
I'ma throw a tantrum on this beat, now who wanna play fetch?
When it comes to the drugs, boy we at Payless
came too many times, left the whole bed wet
[?] I'm the Blood Man, Redman
A scared man a man, can I get an amen?
You done bought all of them guns and ain't dead yet
Catch pussy ass in traffic, aim at the head rest
Got your on her knees lookin' like she legless
Like I can't trust my iPhone, I can't the clique I ride for
If I see 'em in the streets, have to treat 'em like a rival
I'm a pleasure to eyeballs, I'm so fly, shop at Skymall
Mama never bought me knockoffs, Lord I need wood to knock on
Lil Tunechi, I'm a movie, get your bears and popcorn
I got somethin' hot on my hip, I get my hip hop on
And this little red dot help me hit a nigga spot on
Point with the bullets, you say Rajon, I say Rajon
Hold up, we them boys, we wild boys
I hold my pistol when I shoot, that's for style points
Menace to society, menace to though
Bend but don't break, my call me elbow
And you want no problem, I'ma problem
My AK keep shootin', it's on autopilot
Tunechi your fuckin' problem? I got fuckin' problems
Bad bitch on top of me, she started the bottom
On that Cognac and that loud pack, that pack
You gotta the rat when it gets too big for the mousetrap
Shoot at me and I'ma smile back and then I "Pow"
Flip you over like a kayak, bitch it's
Bitch I'm Tommy gun Tunechi, favorite color
Made enough to but I keep makin' up excuses
Triple A dick, amazin' and amusin'
I'm sedated and secluded, I'm the and improvin'
my baby mama say I'm livin' wrong
Well if I die I guess she dead right
Catch me walkin' on mothafuckin' water, nigga
I catch your pussy ass at a red
And you hear that blocka, that blocka
I represent my killers like Johnnie
We mamas and toddlers
We don't give a fuck if their ass
moment of silence for Chris Wallace
Soulja Slim, Pac, Pimp C, I they're smilin'
And Weezy still hot as,
My private plane got wi-fi and that wireless
I'm so for the wait

[Verse 2: Mack
Spread your legs, girl, I'm tryna break the
I'm a for the bread, I want the whole DeJ Loaf
My Chinese just want a blunt and some [?]
She a squirter so we don't fuck on my sheets
My whole crew'll skate on you like a hockey
It's like Wayne Gretzky meets Shockey
We Young Money Mafia, I rep I rep
Try to throw salt on my name and I'll put pep in your
Put gloves on, nigga please get you a grip
And I bet you rest in peace when I let bitch rip
The money runnin' like water, check the flow
My weed like armpits and asshole
Potato on the nine, we creep we mash slow
And make sure them kids get everything ask for
My bitch in London she's a Mack Mainiac
And her sister Tune, she a Wayniac
It's like two different persons, she be chillin', she be cursin'
Cry a river, squirt a ocean, fuck in slow motion
Man I know Soulja of me (yah heard me?)
Man I know Soulja Slim proud of me (ya me?)
Tha 5 a classic, sorry that it's late
And I ain't apologetic but sorry for the
Tha Carter 5 a classic, that it's late
And I usually ain't apologetic but for the wait