Luyện nghe bài hát Try Me

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

1 - Trae Tha Truth]
I got shooters on the block
Yea they on they bullshit
I got the city on
I light they even coming out the pulpit
Yeah, pull up in that white thing
Four choppas and the trunk full of things
If it ten or better, I be out your price range
For the money, get shot like a game
When I to get to this bitch
Tell her I will not keep her, just give me some nice
I lie, this bitch's head is so stupid
Like who the fuck gave her this brain
Still the nigga, remember that
I'm in this foreign, no ceiling, I done [?]
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
When it come to these I am king
Get the fuck out my
I'm with the shit, I'm the shit you can't finish
Nigga [?], I'm tryna knock him out his
I was born to be a G, better take a in this
Got diamonds in my grill, I never seen a dentist
I'm an asshole bitch, and my team gon out
I real niggas, no one can top out
I send my youngins to block, they hop out
And snap the out a fuck 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, bitches and try me
Take your nigga, come and buy it
Back, rat a tat tat
Back back, rat a tat tat
Hey, I got bodies, I got bodies they tried to try me
I got bodies, I got bodies cause they to try me

[Verse 2 - Young
Got shooters in the
They me like commando
Add ya bitch to the
And she know how to put grams in her A
Imma, talk to you when the closed
And I let down Imma lay low
I lean in OJ, no Mayo
drink that lil' bitch like Faygo
I'm in Mexico with my plug gettin' them by the caseloads
I'm in Dominican with my doing everything I say so
Trae Tha pulling up, whoo!
Keep that, nigga like whoo!
I freaked that, whole I won't tell
No one check, a secret
Your bitch waiting when a nigga by
She smelled the money on me, I can't disguise
I myself, so Texan don't try
Po-po's behind me, text and drive
Crocodile isle nigga, look like a gator
em with the balls while I keep it with the Pacers
Cooking with no hands, I usually use a baker
I'm in that stomach a naval