Luyện nghe bài hát Overdose

And I'm a on one more note
One more motherfuckin
It's like this... at him

I ain't here in a minute
Cut the lights off I feel right now baby...
Yeah... Look...
I said I used to cut the porch lights on and now I cut the porches lights on just to let know their foresights wrong
Where this rapper going with obscure ice on he a lame I'm just tryna get my mature life on
O D.
O. D. Everybody know me, even that resemble them kids in the O.C.
Oh me Oh my them girls love me like Cohen,
So get a grip get a glass the X. O. in
I did one these niggas to say that I'm not the same
a road cause where you drivin is not a lane
And rest in peace to C life is not a game,
over the world no pinky just a lotta Brain
He bout to send them the that I'm on (Yeah)
You prolly could have I'm on (Yeah)
My sense of is a officially gone
Up the air all the smoke from the swisha is blown
Ahh... I'm grown I'm grown I'm in this elevator zone alone
I'm up so high I'm coming down and you say you got them hoes but they never coming round
I got house walls I stay high above your ass
And I can see it all, my is glass
And wifey's (Bitches)
But over (Her)
Cause under (Nothin)
My life is a (Blur)
That's not the way it has to go jus what I prefer
And do not disagree with me it's you jus concur
I'm a legend with a legacy that can't help but
Even when I fuckin die gonna bury me Alive...

And I'm so
I my niggas from the hood to the beaches
I'm living good gripping wood with all the
my money straight no creases
P P P Peep
We got over here
is in the air... we good (O. D. O.D.)
Bithces over there... we (O. D. O. D.)
Money on the floor we

O.D. O.D know me

McCoy:]
Oh no high on life again... (Wow)
Feel I swallowed a whole bottle of Vicodin... (Dam)
So high I cry like tiny violins
In my best the pesmote enjoy the silence... (Shh)
Stop the violence, how when every is like the motherfuckin Watts riots pouring out my pen
dam be easy I'm a get back
Gentleman with a superlative use of
And I done up the narcotics but I can't leave the crib without some xanax in my water... (Nope)
Hello my name is and I'm a life-aholic
Told'em all these beats is the Wallis to my Gromit... (Ha)
The alpha to my Bruce wearing stripes on my cane
Worn without the other so for without the candy brain
Super trooper a gun tote in candyman
Ask me how I'm livin bet I tell ya fine and man
Check his vital they peeping off the meter man
I'm a live forever in Neverland Peter Pan
pulling the nine out
I'm a a Amy Winehouse
Sipping Purple Rain with Mary girls in my house... (My House)
Isaiah I'm a see ya when I get
Until hold me down like gravity it's Travie... Uno... Easy

And I'm so
I my niggas from the hood to the beaches
I'm good gripping wood with all the features
my money straight no creases
P P Peep
We got bottles over
is in the air... we good (O. D. O.D.)
Bithces there... we good (O. D. O. D.)
on the floor we good

It's

O.D. O.D know me

[Mickey
Ha I'm bout to overdose on life somebody please pass the
So if I comatose tonight you won't have to ask for
If the things that I seen through my frames got me paid
Watch me mane I'm slave with this Rocky chain
I got I got my fames with this bud
And this name of it is and it's all up in my blood
Tyna suppress the too fresh feeling I got... yes
I'm in it for the huge yes duplex living I'm Hugh Heff
Every other night I need a blue net for sex
Leaving with a neck then I yell whose next... (Next)
Stand'em in a line this is new fax city take this crack ya thighs... (Yeah)
(Mickey you mean) I'm promethazine fuck the queen
Sniff the horse of success and then let him lean... (Let'em see)
Tryna match my on life... (Then let'em dream)
Gotta catch the on my flight
First known of the aroma of the smoker life
Got me like a stoner, a zoner but nah never over... (Mickey what you mean)
I stick my out sippin Remy conceited of I'm teasing every bum out
Hung out with celebrities from drug house
So when you remember me say I was strung out... (Mickey what you mean)
I'm a addict for the green cash I'm a O.D. so going to rehab

And I'm so
I brought my from the hood to the beaches
I'm living gripping wood with all the features
Jesus my money straight no
P P this
We got bottles here
is in the air... we good (O. D. O.D.)
Bithces over there... we (O. D. O. D.)
Money on the we good

O.D. O.D everybody me