Luyện nghe bài hát Wit Me

Bitch! Put my in yo' face, put my gun in yo' purse
Put my work in yo pussy, bitch cum on the work
Pass the to your slime, these niggas greener than lime
So many knots in my pockets, the bitches a massage
I was born in the drought, I hope I die in yo'
If you're a rat you should've as a mouse
The weed louder than the opera house, 'til the fat sings
Drop codeine in my punch, I'm bout to take a
If niggas thinkin' I'm soft, 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 fallin' like August could sell bullshit to a tourist
My bitch is badder me, call that Adam & 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 then send his parents his
I play with pussy, not these
Crucify niggas
'em, call 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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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 ahead around wit it
Cash on deck, they be round wit it
Got a 'K, fuck with us,, 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 and them
Let me tell you a something bout me
I talk shit, bread like Ali
Then, whoop a ass like Muhammad Ali
I'm throwed, no me
These niggas in the - so sad to me
I'm sure no one care if we
Just put them out their
But no and no green, uh uh
Leave home no heat? Uh uh
Can niggas talk on records and see him in public
And they do nothing
You violator, demonstrations
Put niggas up on there, wherever we
I got racks in my pocket next to my llamas
I'm my bag, the purple mohana
Get after my girl and round whatever
So be struck down when you seein' 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
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)
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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)

Uh, pussy money wit me
Before you me I plead guilty
I wish a nigga would, I won't get a
Just bought a chicken, bout to break it down into chicken
block 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 ain't that far
I'm sparkling some Chardonnay
Here today, today
I play with pussy, not niggas
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 niggas ain't
on the yard, these niggas can't do
These niggas ain't King, niggas ain't Tune
Got the game locked up, covered angle
Got the outside, inside, lane too
All up nigga, hold up nigga
Pimps on the loop, put yo up nigga
Handcuff that bitch when we roll up
hit that bitch, run pole up in her
And the head and shoulders of ho up in her
With the legs checkin' out, is she dead? about
Then we rollin' some and leave up out the house
We up the house, counting 100's and 50's
And go do a for 250
We out arenas at hundreds of cities
These want trouble? I'm bringing it 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)
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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 fuckin' wit me, wit me, wit me
Yo T.I., ain't fuckin' with us pimp, ah!
My bad I mean to scream, sorry