Luyện nghe bài hát 25 Lighters (Remix)

[Intro:
Ayy
Got it on
Ayy, ayy, yuh

wifisfuneral]
Okay, like, 25 lighters on my (Ayy)
I woke up still dead, forgot to (Ayy)
I'm sick off the drugs, like, what's my best (Okay)
I'm sick off the drugs, like, my best bet? (Okay)
Okay, like, 25 on my dresser (Okay)
I up still dead, forgot to mention (What?)
I'm sick off the drugs, like, my best bet? (Huh?)
I'm sick off the drugs, like, my best bet?

[Verse 1:
Okay, like, smokin' on this kill, I'm so fucked up, my life's a
Pretty sure I held my pride, if I can't die, like, what got into
pushin' on my whip now, hip now
I just spent a quarter on my wrist, like, that shit 'bout?
This is real life, no cap, I'm on the tac, like, Check my now
Hol' up, like, your breath, I stay off edge, like, who my shit now?
Listen, okay, all my life been deaded, deadman bless me 'till I'm
Bring it back, write my thoughts to mention, my past until it's present
You kill my soul, forget it, you too evil for my section
Wait, like, tell me why I'm better then? better check my letterman
Hand free smoke like
They new shit now my threat
Like, bitch, I'm in my
Bring it back, back, hold that, uh
We can only minus the toe tag
All up in the middle, run flat, uh
All up in the middle, run flat, uh
it back, brick back, hold that, uh
We can only with the toe tag
All up in the middle, run flat, uh
All up in the middle, run flat, uh

wifisfuneral]
Okay, like, 25 on my dresser (Ayy)
I woke up still dead, to mention (Ayy)
I'm sick off the drugs, like, my best bet? (Okay)
I'm off the drugs, like, what's my best bet? (Okay)
Okay, like, 25 lighters on my (Okay)
I woke up still dead, forgot to (What?)
I'm off the drugs, like, what's my best bet? (Huh?)
I'm sick off the drugs, like, what's my best

[Verse 2:
Uh, I got 25 on my dresser
30 cars in my quite impressive
I pull up on bitches, they be under
My one wasn't right, so I left her
Baby, you should take loss as a lesson
All we is Corvettes and better
Carrera, no top in the weather
It's so how me and paper go together
I it up and use some to wrap the leather
I got my own strain, I'm a in the game
Musical cocaine, I'm a dope mane
Rims pokin', I'm swervin', hoggin' up both
I'm from New Orleans, I stay everywhere, I'm planes
Rolex and Cuban chains, diamonds in my pinky
Money is not a thing, but I'm so glad I got it,
Money is not a thing, but I'm so glad I got it,

[Chorus:
Okay, like, 25 lighters on my (Ayy)
I woke up still dead, forgot to (Ayy)
I'm off the drugs, like, what's my best bet? (Okay)
I'm sick off the drugs, like, what's my bet? (Okay)
Okay, like, 25 lighters on my (Okay)
I woke up still dead, forgot to (What?)
I'm sick off the drugs, like, what's my best (Huh?)
I'm sick off the drugs, like, what's my bet? (Huh?)