Luyện nghe bài hát Try Me

[Hook 1 - Thug]
I'm on molly, I'm on fuckin'
I'm on molly, I'm on muthafuckin'
Three hoes, have a trolly, have a fuckin' trolly
I wanna have a trolly, have a fuckin'
Have a trolly, let's just have a trolly
Have a trolly, let's have a trolly molly
I'm on molly, a fuckin' trolly
Trolly, a fuckin' molly

[Verse 1 - Trae Tha
I got shooters on the block
Yea somewhere on they bullshit
I got the city on
I green light they even out the pulpit
Yeah, Truth pull up in that white
choppas and the trunk full of white things
If it ain't ten or better, I be out your price
For the money, get shot like a dice
When I to get to this bitch
Tell her I not keep her, just give me some nice brains
I cannot lie, this bitch's is so stupid
Like who the fuck gave her this brain
Still the Truth nigga, that
I'm in this foreign, no ceiling, I [?] that
I'm talking snow but I ain't where December at
I'm in the kitchen where they whip it up and it back
Flyer birds, they get flown
I not get off my throne
it come to these streets I am king
Get the out my home
Yeah I'm the shit, I'm the shit you can't finish
Nigga [?], I'm knock him out his tennis
I was born to be a G, better a nigga in this
Got diamonds in my grill, I ain't never seen a
I'm an asshole bitch, and my gon rock out
I real niggas, no one can top out
I send my youngins to block, they hop out
And snap the shit out a nigga, no cop out.

[Hook 2 - Thug]
I got if you try me, if you fucking try me
nigga try me, come on, fucking try me
I run Texas, come and try me
your necklace nigga, come and buy it
Back, rat a tat tat
Back back, rat a tat tat
Hey, I got bodies, I got bodies cause they to try me
I got bodies, I got cause they tried to try me

[Verse 2 - Young
Got in the bando
They salute me like
Add ya to the payroll
And she know how to put in her A hole
Imma, talk to you the case closed
And before I let Imma lay low
I pour in OJ, no Mayo
Imma drink that lil' bitch like
I'm in Mexico with my plug gettin' them pesos by the
I'm in Dominican with my doing everything I say so
Trae Tha Truth up, whoo!
Keep that, bitching like whoo!
I that, whole night I won't tell
No one check, that's a
bitch waiting when a nigga ride by
She smelled the on me, I can't even disguise
I feel myself, so don't try
Po-po's behind me, don't text and
Crocodile isle nigga, look like a gator
Leave em with the balls while I keep it the Pacers
Cooking with no hands, like I usually use a
I'm in that stomach like a