Luyện nghe bài hát Lit

Do you believe in love?

Or do you like

Ran a night owl rollin' White Owls
Girl been awhile since I hit a White Owl
I'm with it though, she a
Big ol' blunt look like
She strip in Europe,
Don't remember her in her
I fucked her friend, they was close
Let's reunite, get em close
Hit 'em in a row, hit a flight, and I'm ghost
That's the last time I seen her
She be too eager, ho
Stamp it like my visa
Cheefin' off of berries
When the world gets heavy and it hurts to
I'm her Mercenary

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She me to a place that I never would discover
Might never have another, so I had to her
Reach my pockets, damn I ain't got a rubber
See my nigga Ron, L. Ron Hubbard, he be outta space
Say he got a case of at the back of the hotel cupboard
Room 508, by the safe, she say "Boy you got it made
Do you got a cape?", I ain't with the games ma, do I wait?
I'm impatient, intoxication got me feelin' like procreating
I'm the baker, you surely caking
Stand back, catch my amazing
Photo and fornication
Photo finish and

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Can you the buzz?
the buzz
Do you believe in
What's drug?
your drug?

Now comes the question of intro do you use?
Do you use this intro or the other intro I was on?
But, then that let's people I had more than one take
So maybe we should just not use this and use the intro
So people think I just took it straight through
Yea, let's do

You'd be surprised how many truths you can hide in
I'm to this beat with my eyelids closed
keep flashin' and I keep laughin'
I never that I would fuck Irish hoes
Maybe Asian or Caucasian bitches
Remember when I got to New I was lost
Because all I ever saw was bitches
I barely know what Jamrock was
Lil' nigga God damn I was
To you niggas talkin' until you make it this high
Then you could never understand this buzz,
Maybe if you put yourself in the
Of a nigga straight out the South
No gold grill just a east coast
And a set of crooked in his mouth
them hoes bounce, that can't get enough
Niggas say I made it I ain't it enough
Man hang that nigga, you a real lame ass
If you ain't got my in your truck
Cole, uhm world don't you that
I I lost my mind round the same time I lost my six pack
But no sit-ups for me, long as my dick get up for me
as a ho still give up for me
She usually but she get us for free
Woah, TMI, lil' something like TMZ
Scared of the days you'll be me
my girl do not play, coach DNP
That's something for the fans
Just her the coupe man
No top but a slot on the roof that can slide out
And get a little sun you ride out
Ced on the beat let me out
We was 15 a ASR up in my house
Writin' rhymes out, momma it happen
Could've been a lawyer but I it rappin', he made it rappin'
Now at the he the main attraction
Another shot of Henny so I'm faded
How long do this called fame be lastin' "It's lit, feel the buzz?"
Another shot of so I'm faded askin'
How do this drug called fame be lastin', that's deep

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