Luyện nghe bài hát Wit Me

Bitch! Put my dick in yo' face, put my gun in yo'
Put my work in yo pussy, bitch cum on the work
Pass the weed to your slime, these niggas greener than
So many knots in my pockets, the bitches a massage
I was born in the drought, I hope I die in yo'
If you're a rat you should've as a mouse
The weed louder than the opera house, the fat lady sings
Drop in my punch, I'm bout to take a swing
If niggas thinkin' I'm soft, I'll knock yo' 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 like August could 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 mama address then send his his head
I play with pussy, not these
Crucify these
Kidnap 'em, call boss, and ask 'em who gone buy these niggas
Got Lil Wayne on her ass, Lil Tunechi on her
To me you gotta 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)
(wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
(wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) (I'm wit you!)
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)

I ain't never dumb my nigga
Or a sucka' neither, go ahead play wit it
on deck, they be layin' round wit it
Got a 'K, fuck with us,, I'll be rounds with it.
I'm cold! Don't believe me, just ask yo bitch I swear she know her legs up
She eagle and then took in my big ego
I'm stupid, ask and them
Let me tell you a little something me
I shit, bread like Muhammad Ali
Then, whoop a nigga ass Muhammad Ali
I'm throwed, no me
These niggas in the - so sad to me
I'm no one would care if we
Just put out their misery
But no and no green, uh uh
Leave with no heat? Uh uh
Can niggas bullshit on records and see him in public
And never do nothing
You violator, demonstrations
Put niggas up on there, wherever we
I got racks in my pocket next to my llamas
I'm mowin' my bag, the mohana
Get after my girl and it's round
So don't be down when you seein' me nigga
Whoever fuck with me be smoking the
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
kick no niggas who be gossippin' with 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)
(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, money weed wit me
you judge me I plead guilty
I wish a nigga would, I won't get a
Just bought a chicken, bout to break it down into chicken
This block booming, I'm not
My drop zoomin', my eyes
One leaf for mankind
I'm high as men, how have you been?
Gun ain't on my
But it ain't far away
I'm sparkling some Chardonnay
Here today, today
I with pussy, not these niggas
Crucify these
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

Hey wait man, these niggas ain't true
on the yard, these niggas can't do
These niggas King, these niggas ain't Tune
Got the game locked up, every angle
Got the outside, inside, middle too
All sold up nigga, up nigga
on the loop, put yo hoes up nigga
Handcuff that bitch we roll up nigga
hit that bitch, run pole up in her
And the head and shoulders of ho up in her
With the legs checkin' out, is she Just about
Then we rollin' loud and leave up out the house
We leave up the house, 100's and 50's
And go do a for 250
We sell out arenas at 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 ain't wit me, wit me, wit me
Yo T.I., they fuckin' with us pimp, ah!
My bad I didn't to scream, sorry