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 greener than
So many knots in my pockets, the bitches need a
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 opera house, 'til the fat sings
Drop codeine in my punch, I'm bout to take a
If niggas thinkin' I'm soft, I'll yo' thinkin' cap off
I get blood out these pussies, I'm a tampon
This for my niggas back home, I'm so New regardless
Got bitches fallin' like August could sell bullshit to a
My bitch is than me, call that 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 address send his parents his head
I with pussy, not these niggas
these niggas
Kidnap 'em, call they boss, and ask 'em who buy these niggas
Got Lil Wayne on her ass, Lil Tunechi on her
To kill me you 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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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 my nigga
Or a sucka' neither, go play around wit it
Cash on deck, be layin' round wit it
Got a 'K, with us,, I'll be sprayin' rounds with it.
I'm cold! Don't 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 tell you a little something me
I talk shit, bread Muhammad Ali
Then, whoop a 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
put them out their misery
But no and no green, uh uh
Leave home no heat? Uh uh
Can niggas talk bullshit on and see him in public
And they never do
You violator, I'ma
Put up on there, wherever we want
I got in my pocket right next to my llamas
I'm mowin' my bag, the mohana
Get after my and it's round whatever
So don't be struck down you seein' me nigga
Whoever fuck me be smoking the Sadie
You for war, you bout that life really
You catch me in Cali, you me in Philly
See me in Miami, the is wit me
Don't kick no niggas who be gossippin' me
for yo bitch but she probably (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)
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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)

Uh, pussy weed wit me
Before you judge me I guilty
I wish a would, I won't get a splinter
Just bought a chicken, bout to break it down into tenders
This booming, I'm not human
My drop zoomin', my eyes
One giant leaf for
I'm high as men, how have you been?
Gun ain't on my
But it ain't that far
I'm like some Chardonnay
today, gone today
I play with pussy, not these
these niggas
Kidnap em call they boss and ask em who gone buy these
Got Lil on her ass, Lil Tunechi on her titties
To me you gotta die wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me

Hey Wayne wait man, these niggas ain't
Julio on the yard, these niggas do
These niggas ain't King, these ain't Tune
Got the game locked up, covered angle
Got the outside, inside, middle too
All sold up nigga, hold up
Pimps on the loop, put yo up nigga
Handcuff that bitch we roll up nigga
We'll hit that bitch, run up in her
And the and shoulders of another ho up in her
With the legs checkin' out, is she Just about
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 out arenas 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)
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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, ain't fuckin' wit me, wit me, wit me
Yo T.I., they ain't fuckin' us pimp, ah!
My bad I didn't to scream, sorry