Luyện nghe bài hát Try Me

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

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

[Hook 2 - Young
I got shooters if you try me, if you try me
Pussy 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 bodies they tried to try me

[Verse 2 - Thug]
Got shooters in the
salute me like commando
Add ya to the payroll
And she how to put grams in her A hole
Imma, talk to you when the closed
And before I let down lay low
I lean in OJ, no Mayo
Imma drink that bitch like Faygo
I'm in with my plug gettin' them pesos by the caseloads
I'm in Dominican with my doing everything I say so
Trae Tha Truth up, whoo!
Keep that, bitching like whoo!
I freaked that, whole night I tell
No one check, a secret
Your bitch waiting a nigga ride by
She smelled the money on me, I even disguise
I myself, so Texan don't try
behind me, don't text and drive
Crocodile isle nigga, shoes like a gator
Leave em with the while I keep it with the Pacers
Cooking with no hands, I usually use a baker
I'm in that like a naval