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 weed to your slime, these greener than lime
So many knots in my pockets, the bitches a massage
I was in the drought, I hope I die in yo' mouth
If you're a rat you should've 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 thinkin' I'm soft, I'll knock yo' thinkin' cap off
I get out these pussies, I'm a stinky tampon
This for my niggas back home, I'm so New Orleans
Got bitches fallin' like August could sell bullshit to a
My bitch is badder me, call that Adam & Eve
I do tricks on my skateboard, not up my
I kiss yo bitch on the neck, shoot man in the head
Hit his address then send his parents his head
I with pussy, not these niggas
Crucify niggas
Kidnap 'em, they boss, and ask 'em who gone buy these niggas
Got Lil on her ass, Lil Tunechi on her titties
To kill me you die wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)

We ain't playin', got 100 (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
In the van got 100 gat (wit me, wit me, wit me)
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We playin', got 100 racks (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
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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I never been dumb my nigga
Or a sucka' neither, go play around wit it
Cash on deck, be layin' round wit it
Got a 'K, fuck us,, I'll be sprayin' rounds with it.
I'm cold! believe me, just ask yo bitch I swear she know her legs up high
She spread eagle and 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
niggas in the game - so sad to me
I'm no one would care 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 and see him in public
And they do nothing
You violator, demonstrations
Put up on there, wherever we want
I got racks in my pocket right next to my
I'm mowin' my bag, the purple
Get after my and it's round whatever
So don't be down when you seein' me nigga
Whoever with me be smoking the Sadie
You ready for war, you bout that life
You catch me in Cali, you catch me in
See me in Miami, the is wit me
Don't kick no who be gossippin' with me
Lookin' for yo but she probably (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)

We ain't playin', got 100 (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
In the van got 100 gat (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
(wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
(wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
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We playin', got 100 racks (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
In the van got 100 gat (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
(wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
Gas (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
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Uh, money weed wit me
Before you judge me I guilty
I a nigga would, I won't get a splinter
Just bought a chicken, bout to break it down into tenders
This booming, I'm not human
My drop zoomin', my groomin'
One leaf for mankind
I'm as moon men, how have you been?
Gun ain't on my
But it that far away
I'm like some Chardonnay
today, gone today
I play with pussy, not these
these niggas
Kidnap em they boss and ask em who gone buy these niggas
Got Lil Wayne on her ass, Lil Tunechi on her
To me you gotta die wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me

Hey Wayne wait man, these ain't true
Julio on the yard, these can't do
niggas ain't King, these niggas ain't Tune
Got the game up, covered every angle
Got the outside, inside, middle too
All sold up nigga, hold up
on the loop, put yo hoes up nigga
Handcuff that bitch when we up nigga
hit that bitch, run pole up in her
And the head and shoulders of ho up in her
the legs checkin' out, is she dead? Just about
Then we rollin' some loud and leave up out the
We leave up the house, counting 100's and
And go do a for 250
We sell out at hundreds of cities
niggas want trouble? I'm bringing it wit me (wit me, wit me, wit me)

We ain't playin', got 100 (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
In the van got 100 gat (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
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We ain't playin', got 100 (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
In the van got 100 gat (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
(wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
Gas (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
(wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)

They fuckin' wit me, wit me, wit me
No, they ain't wit me, wit me, wit me
Yo T.I., they fuckin' with us pimp, ah!
My bad I didn't mean to scream,