Luyện nghe bài hát Siri

Lil Wayne Feat. 2 - Siri

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I can't my iPhone, I can't trust these bitches
praying for my downfall, at least they're religious
People in Hell, they want rainfall, your bitch just want these
I feel like I'm on her payroll how she pay my ass a
We put both iPhones on silent, both on silent
I answer for my niggas, careful with that dialogue
Man, my house ain't got no phone
My flip phone is a chip
Got a prepaid and that bitch on, but still, I use my phone
I can't trust my iPhone, I can't trust my SIM card
I got talkin' dirty to me, tryna make my dick hard
I got Tunechi on my ringtonе, my children on my screen
I you with thе phone charger
Sold more crack than my screen, let's go
Fur floor mats, I'm bare feet,
100K a week, a bad week, nigga
I can sell to a cat freak, nigga
Sell monkey bars to a chimpanzee,
But you never what you never know
sell you coke and it wasn't coke
Hang 'em off the and let 'em go
how you make a statement that they should quote
I seen death around the
And I lived by the corner store
I'm a hot boy, I'll your hand
I'm a real Untouchable
I run the show, I run the
anything but my soul
And I'm prayin' that the only
That touch my wrist with button holes, for real
Smokin' on the
Killin' these like Blair Underwood
Rest in peace to my daddy Rabbit, I to his lucky foot
since he died of jealousy, I've been looking for a cure
You see, my daddy had that work, now they his son get to it
And just he ran them streets, I run with bulls
If niggas buyin' I throw out numbers to 'em
Numbers yummy to 'em
You need more, just call my ho, I her phone number to 'em
'Cause you

I can't trust my iPhone, I think Siri the
I can't trust my iPhone, I think Siri the
Pull up in that thing with Stunna, paint it red
Go tell your boss we can get 'em cheaper where he paid
go

I trust my iPhone (Nope), .44 on my thighbone (Huh)
You can have the eye of the
I'm the one the tiger have his eye on, okay
Fussin' with my redbone (Bitch), up when my high gone (Why)
Ball I fall, and when I do, them hoes gon' pile on, uh
rifle, now mouth off
Some niggas make it all the way to the top and too hard then bounce off
Like my homeboy, let his bitch cook the work and it came out
Almost that ho to death, I had to call my plug and vouch for him
I ain't even got an ounce for 'em
I keep out on 'em
Everybody gotta eat, try not to leave the mouse crumbs
.223 right here, this to the whole house warm
Then I skate by one of my house, girl, I gotta use your house phone
'Cause she know I can't trust my iPhone, I think Siri the
I can't trust that Samsung, I think Sam the
Cocaine, pour the twenty-eight buffet
Turn your block into a ambulance parade, let's go

I can't trust my iPhone, I think the feds (Woo)
I can't trust my iPhone, I think Siri the (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Pull up in that with Stunna (Yeah), interior red (Tell 'em)
Go tell boss we can get 'em cheaper than where he paid, let's go, yeah (2 Chainz, boom, boom, boom)

(Hello?)
Most of my niggas from the (Ghetto)
Through the concrete a rose (Grew a rose)
Petals like gun metal (Bah)
a joint the size of a limo (Yeah)
My girlfriend stilettos (Yeah)
My don't like when I call my girlfriend my girlfriend
She think special (Tru)
I whippin' and the extras (Woo, extra)
Fucked bitch off a text message (Damn)
You know what it is you fuck with the kid
I got all in my beverage (Lean)
Look at watch, it say my time (My time)
callin' my phone like a hotline (Hotline)
I'm to switch this shit up (Shit up)
Got a for my thot line (Woo)
Got to walk on the outside (Yeah)
Whip the color apartheid (Yeah)
On the kickin', pimpin'
You know I surround bitch out like a chalk line
Ooh, Siri backwards spell
I ring, don't work on this island (True)
AK as I pose for a threat
All these bad hoes in here, we need a in this bitch
If they're to pick her up, I cut that bitch like a machete
I might overdose on scampi in Italy, I'm like

I can't trust my iPhone, I Siri the feds
I can't my iPhone, I think Siri the feds
Pull up in that thing Stunna, interior red
Go tell your boss we can get 'em cheaper than where he paid, go, yeah
I trust my iPhone, I think Siri the feds
I trust my iPhone, I think Siri the feds