Luyện nghe bài hát Get Smoked

Intro : '09 We Tote, My Ni**as no joke.
And We them blows, so please don't get smoked,
Fuck around with them fuck around, and you fuck around and get smoked. Fuck around with them arounds and you fuck around and get smoked.

(Lil Wayne)
Im Rollin, All my Rollin.
Keep fuckin' red bandana, Holk Hogan.
Im cuttin' up like scissors, down hard like Blizzards,
Im getting head giving head, Thats a head on Collision.
Im all up on pill, I keep this Trill,
Niggas aint forreal,...Like a Fire Drill.
Yo Hoe on my back a fuckin' fith wheel.
That make her pu**y open and close like fish gills,
I Put all my on, But some of them niggas gone,
niggas callin my phone. Leave me alone.
Im lightin up that strong, then it to my bro.
dont lie. Except 5-0.
Different color trukfit shirts, You ni**as pull down skirts,
If i die off purps, But a bad bitch in my hearse.
My hoes lift up their skirts, Im high as kirk, If we run out of work,
We Rob..Like

(Chorus)
'09 We Tote, My Ni**as no joke.
And We keep blows, so please don't get smoked,
Fuck around with them fuck around, and you fuck around and get smoked. Fuck around them fuck arounds and you fuck around and get smoked. [[x2]]

[Verse 2 Lil
Corlay RIP him, RIP him
If you disrespect them, then you meet them
My niggas rollin for seetah, that bitch going, she a
She was a good girl, I turned her to a
his squad move burbons, yea nigga on
.30 clip and them tips make him do the running man
Go for them, fuck man; I'm rolling with my
send my hitters out to go get you
Hella bands, hella bands, hit the club throwing bands
Heavy load, throwing hella bands, in the doing the money dance
Hella bands, bands, hit the club throwing hella bands
Heavy load, throwing hella bands, in the club the money dance
Niggas talking in the club, he better watch his self
Melly got the .30 on his hip, he gone some help
I'm a gangster, nigga, and I could do this shit my self
Pistol to his melon; it ain't be nothing left

[Hook x2 Lil
09, we tote - my ain't no joke
And we them blows, so please don't get smoked
Fuck around with them fuck-arounds, and you fuck and get smoked
Fuck around with them fuck-arounds, and you around and get smoked

[Verse 3 Lil
Runnin up with my gangstas, runnin up in this hoes
wanna fuck my bitch
Her lips like heaven doors
Its pussy and kush
and shroom
These niggas think the shit
These perfume
Highly grove, so grove
On my road so grove
Im sick it, Ive been diagnosed
We cut the coke, thats diet coke
These broke, Im paid in full
game, Redbull
My tongue a serve board
Her pussy a way pool

x2 Lil Mouse]
09, we tote - my ain't no joke
And we keep them blows, so please get smoked
Fuck with them fuck-arounds, and you fuck around and get smoked
Fuck around with them fuck-arounds, and you around and get smoked