Luyện nghe bài hát Wit Me

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

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)
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(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)
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Gas (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
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I never been dumb my nigga
Or a sucka' neither, go play around wit it
Cash on deck, they be layin' wit it
Got a 'K, fuck with us,, be sprayin' rounds with it.
I'm cold! Don't believe me, ask yo bitch I swear she know her legs up high
She spread eagle and took in my big ego
I'm stupid, ask Tunechi and
Let me you a little something bout me
I talk shit, like Muhammad Ali
Then, a nigga ass like Muhammad Ali
I'm throwed, no me
These niggas in the - so sad to me
I'm sure no one care if we
Just put them out misery
But no and no green, uh uh
home with no heat? Uh uh
Can niggas talk bullshit on records and see him in
And they never do
You violator, I'ma
Put niggas up on there, wherever we
I got racks in my right next to my llamas
I'm mowin' my bag, the mohana
Get after my girl and round whatever
So don't be struck when you seein' me nigga
Whoever with me be smoking the Sadie
You ready for war, you that life really
You me in Cali, you catch me in Philly
See me in Miami, the is wit me
Don't kick no niggas who be gossippin' me
Lookin' for yo bitch but she (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)

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)
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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)
(wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)

Uh, money weed wit me
you judge me I plead guilty
I wish a nigga would, I 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 for mankind
I'm high as moon men, how you been?
Gun ain't on my
But it ain't that far
I'm sparkling like Chardonnay
Here today, today
I play with pussy, not niggas
Crucify niggas
em call they boss and ask em who gone buy these niggas
Got Lil Wayne on her ass, Lil on her titties
To kill me you die wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me

Hey Wayne wait man, these niggas ain't
Julio on the yard, niggas can't do
These niggas King, these niggas ain't Tune
Got the game up, covered every angle
Got the outside, inside, middle too
All sold up nigga, hold up
Pimps on the loop, put yo up nigga
that bitch when we roll up nigga
We'll hit bitch, run pole up in her
And the head and shoulders of ho up in her
With the legs checkin' out, is she dead? Just
Then we rollin' loud 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
These niggas want trouble? I'm it wit me (wit me, wit me, wit me)

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)
(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., they ain't with us pimp, ah!
My bad I didn't mean to scream,