Luyện nghe bài hát Wit Me

Bitch! Put my in yo' face, put my gun in yo' purse
Put my work in yo pussy, bitch cum on the work
Pass the to your slime, these niggas greener than lime
So many knots in my pockets, the need a massage
I was born in the drought, I I die in yo' mouth
If a rat you should've died as a mouse
The weed louder than the house, 'til the fat lady sings
codeine in my punch, I'm bout to take a swing
If niggas I'm soft, I'll knock yo' thinkin' cap off
I get blood out pussies, I'm a stinky tampon
This for my niggas home, I'm so New Orleans regardless
Got bitches fallin' like August sell bullshit to a tourist
My bitch is than me, call that Adam & Eve
I do tricks on my skateboard, not up my
I kiss yo on the neck, shoot your man in the head
Hit his address then send his parents his head
I with pussy, not these niggas
Crucify niggas
'em, call they boss, and ask 'em who gone buy these niggas
Got Lil on her ass, Lil Tunechi 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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(wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
(wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) (I'm wit you!)
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)
(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)

I ain't been dumb my nigga
Or a sucka' neither, go ahead play wit it
Cash on deck, they be round wit it
Got a 'K, fuck with us,, be sprayin' rounds with it.
I'm cold! Don't believe me, just ask yo bitch I she know her legs up high
She spread and then took in my big ego
I'm stupid, ask and them
Let me tell you a little something me
I talk shit, bread like Ali
Then, whoop a nigga ass like Ali
I'm throwed, no me
These in the game - so sad to me
I'm sure no one would if we
Just put out their misery
But no and no green, uh uh
Leave with no heat? Uh uh
Can niggas talk bullshit on records and see him in
And they do nothing
You violator, demonstrations
Put niggas up on there, we want
I got racks in my pocket next to my llamas
I'm mowin' my bag, the mohana
Get after my girl and it's whatever
So don't be struck down when you seein' me
Whoever fuck with me be the Sadie
You ready for war, you bout that really
You catch me in Cali, you me in Philly
See me in Miami, the is wit me
Don't kick no who be gossippin' with me
for yo bitch but she probably (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)
(wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
(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, 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)

Uh, pussy money wit me
Before you me I plead guilty
I a nigga would, I won't get a splinter
bought a chicken, bout to break it down into chicken tenders
This booming, I'm not human
My zoomin', my eyes groomin'
One giant leaf for
I'm as moon men, how have you been?
Gun ain't on my
But it ain't far away
I'm sparkling some Chardonnay
Here today, gone
I with pussy, not these niggas
Crucify these
Kidnap em call they boss and ask em who buy these niggas
Got Lil on her ass, Lil Tunechi on her titties
To kill me you die wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me

Hey wait man, these niggas ain't true
Julio on the yard, these niggas do
These niggas ain't King, niggas ain't Tune
Got the game locked up, covered angle
Got the outside, inside, middle too
All sold up nigga, up nigga
Pimps on the loop, put yo hoes up
Handcuff bitch when we roll up nigga
We'll hit that bitch, run 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 and leave up out the house
We up the house, counting 100's and 50's
And go do a for 250
We sell out at hundreds of cities
niggas want trouble? 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)
(wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
(wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
(wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) (I'm wit!) ((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)
(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 ain't wit me, wit me, wit me
No, they fuckin' wit me, wit me, wit me
Yo T.I., ain't fuckin' with us pimp, ah!
My bad I mean to scream, sorry