Luyện nghe bài hát Wit Me

Bitch! Put my dick in yo' face, put my gun in yo'
Put my work in yo pussy, bitch cum on the work
the weed to your slime, these niggas greener than lime
So many knots in my pockets, the bitches a massage
I was in the drought, I hope I die in yo' mouth
If you're a rat you should've died as a
The weed louder than the opera house, 'til the fat sings
Drop codeine in my punch, I'm bout to take a
If niggas I'm soft, I'll knock yo' thinkin' cap off
I get out these pussies, I'm a stinky tampon
This for my niggas back home, I'm so New regardless
Got fallin' like August could sell bullshit to a tourist
My bitch is badder than me, call Adam & Eve
I do on my skateboard, not up my sleeve
I yo bitch on the neck, shoot your man in the head
Hit his mama address send his parents his head
I play with pussy, not these
Crucify these
Kidnap 'em, call they boss, and ask 'em who gone buy niggas
Got Lil Wayne on her ass, Lil on her titties
To me you gotta die wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)

We ain't playin', got 100 (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
In the van got 100 gat (wit me, wit me, wit me)
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We playin', got 100 racks (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
In the van got 100 gat (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
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Gas (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
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I ain't never been dumb my
Or a sucka' neither, go ahead around wit it
Cash on deck, be layin' round wit it
Got a 'K, fuck with us,, be sprayin' rounds with it.
I'm cold! believe me, just ask yo bitch I swear she know her legs up high
She spread eagle and then in my big ego
I'm stupid, ask Tunechi and
Let me you a little something bout me
I talk shit, bread Muhammad Ali
Then, whoop a ass like Muhammad Ali
I'm throwed, no me
niggas in the game - so sad to me
I'm no one would care if we
Just put out their misery
But no and no green, uh uh
Leave home with no Uh uh
Can niggas talk bullshit on records and see him in
And they do nothing
You violator, demonstrations
Put niggas up on there, wherever we
I got in my pocket right next to my llamas
I'm mowin' my bag, the mohana
Get after my girl and it's whatever
So be struck down when you seein' me nigga
Whoever fuck with me be the Sadie
You for war, you bout that life really
You me in Cali, you catch me in Philly
See me in Miami, the is wit me
kick no niggas who be gossippin' with me
Lookin' for yo but she probably (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)

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In the van got 100 gat (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
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We ain't playin', got 100 (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
In the van got 100 gat (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
(wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
Gas (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
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Uh, money weed wit me
Before you me I plead guilty
I wish a would, I won't get a splinter
Just bought a chicken, bout to it down into chicken tenders
This block booming, I'm not
My drop zoomin', my groomin'
One leaf for mankind
I'm high as moon men, how you been?
Gun on my waist
But it that far away
I'm like some Chardonnay
today, gone today
I play with pussy, not niggas
Crucify these
Kidnap em they boss and ask em who gone buy these niggas
Got Lil Wayne on her ass, Lil Tunechi on her
To me you gotta die wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me

Hey wait man, these niggas ain't true
Julio on the yard, these can't do
These ain't King, these niggas ain't Tune
Got the game up, covered every angle
Got the outside, inside, lane too
All sold up nigga, up nigga
on the loop, put yo hoes up nigga
Handcuff that when we roll up nigga
We'll hit bitch, run pole up in her
And the head and of another ho up in her
With the legs checkin' out, is she Just about
Then we rollin' some loud and leave up out the
We up the house, counting 100's and 50's
And go do a for 250
We out arenas at hundreds of cities
These niggas want I'm bringing it wit me (wit me, wit me, wit me)

We ain't playin', got 100 (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
In the van got 100 gat (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
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In the van got 100 gat (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
(wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
Gas (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
(wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)

They fuckin' wit me, wit me, wit me
No, they fuckin' wit me, wit me, wit me
Yo T.I., they ain't fuckin' us pimp, ah!
My bad I didn't mean to scream,