Luyện nghe bài hát Harry Potter D.O.P.E.

1 T.I.]
(Go) stacked up in a high pile
G-4 flying, No
Get it, whip it, it to whoever in the city
Hard, Soft, Girl, Boy Decisions,
All I can do is in-vision all this I been gettin'
And just a day a quarter key was the mission
And now I'm fish scale on a big scale
Hopin' I can the law and stay outta jail
My relative gave me work, I it disappear
Like Harry Potter got that chopper in the window
My cousin wanna a
Listen here you better bring my back quick
And he replied like
T.I. & Yung Booke]
T: Man, I even fit this money in a rubberband
Right hand get tied I just whip it wit my other
If I make that brick jump back I bet my brother can
Off in my trap junkies bitin' piranha man
Y: And if ask we got the whip game proper
If the game droppa
Make 'em disappear we just call it Harry
Got the game proper
My aim choppers
'em disappear we just call it Harry Potter, man
[Verse 2 Booke]
(Flya) Straight drop, got Jays Sideline Telvin
Young boys got them racks in the sideline
G's on ya now you a fan of the packers
We stiffer than a statue, We seprano style ya
ringing, Its about to have a ticket calling
Get off of work, we all gone be joined in ballin'
Yeah, cause whip it til it lock
Set it out and let it dry and it to the block
I'm by big faces, I need guack
My only friends is God Almighty and cock
Some of my niggas and the other got knocked
Many quit the game and the was in the box FLYA

[Verse 3
UGH You try me you disappear, we it Harry Potter
Just gotta ho, I tell her sit on this Terry Carter
I get my bitches like a bird I'm for the swan
And I be everyday, Bitch I'm non-spoke
I mix the coke with the like I'm chemist
I'm smoking until I'm
I'm and independent
You is my apprentice
Ugh, A lot of haters my campaign to end
I fucked a nigga bitch and I champagned her
And I just another a fan, Im truly swag
If yo boyfriend get wrong, shoot his ass
I'mma young boss playa, a thick game holla
If rap shit fall, I got my whip game proper, Spodee

[Verse 4 F.]
(Yeah) magic for you whack faggots
Y'all trash and its tragic
Look, I got what you lacking, I'm blood attacking
With all this money I'm stacking, I'm on track and
If you for me, I'mma get it cracking
send ya ass packing
Jamaican
I got the power! Y'all keep
Fuck with me wrong and I leave ya
me Jah for I am sinning
Undefeated and I'mma keep
Some much like I won the lotto
Keep it in case like rocko
The greatest artist, should call me Picasso
Make you disappear like Harry Potter cause I always keep my
My fist will leave you red and my Glock leave you dead
No but to follow
I'm all about my bread, and I ain't frontin' I meant I said
No I wasn't playing, killed Dolla so I dont care who I'm slaying
You can keep hatin' while I'm Gatin'
Hope you what I'm saying

[Verse 5 Rich Kid
You gotta whip it with ya shoulda if you tryna get rover
But photo panamera probably be a lil' collet, yeah
The trap hop, skip,
Gas, no air, I got my ma fuckers
Bricks, no rocks the ma fucking fuck shit
And if you try to rob I make ya head do the
licking delicious, check it lil' nigga got brickes
6 like for niggas ????
I the leather coat like a ma fucking Italian
Gold Rope like the ma fucking medallion
Bird It's the home of the falcons
They got me in the middle of the like Malcolm
Whip transforming like the yellow
Blockin' the skellos smokin the