Luyện nghe bài hát Wit Me

Bitch! Put my dick in yo' face, put my gun in yo'
Put my work in yo pussy, don't cum on the work
the weed to your slime, these niggas greener than lime
So knots in my pockets, the bitches need a massage
I was born in the drought, I I die in yo' mouth
If you're a rat you 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, knock yo' thinkin' cap off
I get blood out these pussies, I'm a tampon
for my niggas back home, I'm so New Orleans regardless
Got bitches fallin' like August could sell bullshit to a
My bitch is than me, call that Adam & Eve
I do on my skateboard, not up my sleeve
I kiss yo bitch on the neck, shoot man in the head
Hit his mama address then send his parents his
I play pussy, not these niggas
these niggas
Kidnap 'em, call they boss, and ask 'em who gone buy niggas
Got Lil Wayne on her ass, Lil Tunechi on her
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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(wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) (I'm wit you!)
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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I ain't been dumb my nigga
Or a sucka' neither, go ahead play wit it
Cash on deck, they be layin' wit it
Got a 'K, with us,, I'll be sprayin' rounds with it.
I'm cold! Don't believe me, ask yo bitch I swear she know her legs up high
She spread and then took in my big ego
I'm stupid, ask and them
Let me you a little something bout me
I shit, bread like Muhammad Ali
Then, a nigga ass like Muhammad Ali
I'm throwed, no me
These in the game - so sad to me
I'm sure no one would if we
Just put them out misery
But no and no green, uh uh
home with no heat? Uh uh
Can niggas bullshit on records and see him in public
And they never do
You violator, I'ma
Put up on there, wherever we want
I got racks in my pocket right to my llamas
I'm mowin' my bag, the mohana
Get after my girl and round whatever
So don't be struck when you seein' me nigga
Whoever fuck me be smoking the Sadie
You ready for war, you that life really
You me in Cali, you catch me in Philly
See me in Miami, the is wit me
Don't kick no niggas who be with me
Lookin' for yo but she probably (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)

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)
(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, 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)

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, to break it down into chicken tenders
block booming, I'm not human
My zoomin', my eyes 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 sparkling some Chardonnay
Here today, today
I with pussy, not these niggas
Crucify these
Kidnap em call they 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

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

They ain't 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,