Luyện nghe bài hát Wit Me

Bitch! Put my in yo' face, put my gun in yo' purse
Put my work in yo pussy, don't cum on the work
Pass the weed to slime, these niggas greener than lime
So knots in my pockets, the bitches need a massage
I was in the drought, I hope I die in yo' mouth
If you're a rat you should've died as a
The louder than the opera house, 'til the fat lady sings
Drop codeine in my punch, I'm bout to a swing
If thinkin' I'm soft, I'll knock yo' thinkin' cap off
I get blood out these pussies, I'm a tampon
for my niggas back home, I'm so New Orleans regardless
Got bitches fallin' like could sell bullshit to a tourist
My bitch is badder 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 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 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 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) (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 never been my nigga
Or a neither, go ahead play around 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 swear she know her up high
She spread and then took in my big ego
I'm stupid, ask and them
Let me tell you a something bout me
I talk shit, bread Muhammad Ali
Then, whoop a nigga ass Muhammad Ali
I'm throwed, no me
These in the game - so sad to me
I'm sure no one care if we
Just put them out misery
But no and no green, uh uh
Leave home no heat? Uh uh
Can niggas talk on records and see him in public
And they do nothing
You violator, demonstrations
Put niggas up on there, wherever we
I got racks in my pocket right next to my
I'm my bag, the purple mohana
Get after my girl and round whatever
So don't be struck down you seein' me nigga
Whoever with me be smoking 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
Lookin' for yo bitch but she (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 weed wit me
Before you me I plead guilty
I wish a would, I won't get a splinter
Just bought a chicken, bout to break it down into chicken
This booming, I'm not human
My drop zoomin', my groomin'
One giant for mankind
I'm high as men, how have you been?
Gun ain't on my
But it that far away
I'm like some Chardonnay
Here today, gone
I play with pussy, not these
Crucify niggas
Kidnap em call they boss and ask em who 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 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 locked up, covered every angle
Got the outside, inside, lane too
All up nigga, hold up nigga
on the loop, put yo hoes up nigga
Handcuff bitch when we roll up nigga
hit that bitch, run pole up in her
And the head and of another ho up in her
With the legs checkin' out, is she Just about
we rollin' some 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 arenas at of cities
These niggas trouble? I'm bringing 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 fuckin' wit me, wit me, wit me
No, they ain't wit me, wit me, wit me
Yo T.I., they ain't fuckin' us pimp, ah!
My bad I mean to scream, sorry