Luyện nghe bài hát Wit Me

Bitch! Put my in yo' face, put my gun in yo' purse
Put my work in yo pussy, don't cum on the work
Pass the to your slime, these niggas greener than lime
So many in my pockets, the bitches need a massage
I was in the drought, I hope I die in yo' mouth
If a rat you should've died as a mouse
The weed louder than the house, 'til the fat lady sings
Drop codeine in my punch, I'm bout to a swing
If niggas thinkin' I'm soft, I'll yo' thinkin' cap off
I get blood out these pussies, I'm a stinky
for my niggas back home, I'm so New Orleans regardless
Got bitches fallin' like August could sell bullshit to a
My bitch is badder than me, call that & Eve
I do tricks on my skateboard, not up my
I kiss yo on the neck, shoot your man in the head
Hit his mama address send his parents his head
I with pussy, not these niggas
Crucify these
Kidnap 'em, call they boss, and ask 'em who gone buy niggas
Got Lil Wayne on her ass, Lil on her titties
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In the van got 100 gat (wit me, wit me, wit me)
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In the van got 100 gat (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
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I ain't never been my nigga
Or a sucka' neither, go ahead play wit it
Cash on deck, be layin' round wit it
Got a 'K, with us,, I'll be sprayin' rounds with it.
I'm cold! Don't believe me, just ask yo bitch I swear she know her legs up
She spread and then took in my big ego
I'm stupid, ask Tunechi and
Let me tell you a little something me
I shit, bread like Muhammad Ali
Then, whoop a nigga ass like Ali
I'm throwed, no me
These niggas in the - so sad to me
I'm sure no one would if we
Just put out their misery
But no and no green, uh uh
Leave home no heat? Uh uh
Can niggas talk bullshit on records and see him in
And they do nothing
You violator, demonstrations
Put niggas up on there, we want
I got racks in my pocket next to my llamas
I'm my bag, the purple mohana
Get after my girl and it's round
So don't be struck down when you me nigga
Whoever fuck with me be smoking the
You ready for war, you bout that really
You catch me in Cali, you catch me in
See me in Miami, the is wit me
Don't kick no niggas who be gossippin' me
for yo bitch but she probably (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)

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In the van got 100 gat (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
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In the van got 100 gat (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
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Gas (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
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Uh, pussy money wit me
you judge me I plead guilty
I wish a nigga would, I get a splinter
Just bought a chicken, bout to break it into chicken tenders
This booming, I'm not human
My drop zoomin', my eyes
One giant leaf for
I'm as moon men, how have you been?
Gun on my waist
But it ain't that far
I'm sparkling some Chardonnay
Here today, gone
I play with pussy, not niggas
Crucify niggas
Kidnap em call they and ask em who gone buy these niggas
Got Lil Wayne on her ass, Lil Tunechi on her
To kill me you die wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me

Hey Wayne wait man, niggas ain't true
on the yard, these niggas can't do
These ain't King, these niggas ain't Tune
Got the locked up, covered every angle
Got the outside, inside, lane too
All sold up nigga, up nigga
Pimps on the loop, put yo up nigga
Handcuff bitch when we roll up nigga
We'll hit that bitch, run up in her
And the head and of another ho up in her
With the legs checkin' out, is she Just about
we rollin' some loud and leave up out the house
We leave up the house, counting and 50's
And go do a for 250
We sell out arenas at of cities
These want trouble? I'm bringing it wit me (wit me, wit me, wit me)

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In the van got 100 gat (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
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In the van got 100 gat (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
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Gas (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
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They fuckin' wit me, wit me, wit me
No, they ain't wit me, wit me, wit me
Yo T.I., ain't fuckin' with us pimp, ah!
My bad I mean to scream, sorry