Luyện nghe bài hát No Issue

Don't let these bitches get in head
(Wheezy here)
Fallin' out of love Xanax
Livin' my on the edge
I'm everything
I did Oxy, I don't alcohol
I pop Rolexes like Adderall
Continuin', deliverin' the
be there for my bros, one call

Don't you try and judge us like you ain't got no
Don't you try and us
Don't you try and us
Let it go down, down, ain't no issue
She cry, cry, cry, she will miss you

Uh, she wanna it, she know judo
I cannot save her, I'm not a
Bank account commas and
Gucci, Amiri, my
a pistol, let it hit ya, I'm official
Fuck bitch
I not kiss her, I won't miss her
Make her cry, cry, cry, she a tissue
I get high, high, high, and no issue
VVS on me, no
You say you fly, but we been
Ahh, ahh, ah
I told that bitch it ain't no way around it like
Come to find out, she was fuckin' on Future
Stripper bitches callin' on my
They know when I'll show up to the club
I throw hunnids in that bitch, ain't throwin dubs
Spend a check, oh, money
Designer clothes, designer hoes, designer
50 K for the bag, did it just because
I'm in Chicago they trill, trill, trill, trill
No gang with me, yeah they real, real, real, real
FBG up in here, real, real, real, real
pop, love the pills, mix it with Klonopins
Yeah, draped up when I walk the club
Hundred racks in my pockets, and Bloods
Lot of Crip spillin' lotta blood
Got a dollar ice just because
Exotic hoes, clothes, exotic drugs
All hundreds in my bank, ain't a dub
Blow gas on that nigga, he a dub
Untamed me feel, feel, feel, feel
No Limit gang whippin' that real, real, real,
in peace, you either kill or be killed
Bullets flyin', flyin', flyin',

Let's get high, high,

her cry, cry, cry, she need tissue
I get high, high, and have no issues
VVS on me, no
You say you fly, we been (Ah-aah)
You can see what we done been
You see the road we took, it was grimy
You don't know the way we through
Bullets, fly, fly, fly
you cry, cry, cry