Luyện nghe bài hát Eureka

[Intro: HoodyBaby + Lil
And when I I yell, "Eureka"
And I bust I yell, "Eureka"
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[Verse 1: Lil
Dropped out of school, I the teacher
Spent a mill on
Miss my brodies, Aaliyah
money like amnesia
Spent money on sativa
Got that strip diabetes
it rain cats and dogs
All night long, I need
White girl, black
I'm in here on a zebra
I it up like John Cena
Talkin' crazy,
Put diamonds in my teethers
got me lookin' like a genius
Leave you bloody like a
Cut your tongue off, you speechless
Put money on subpoenas
Could've gave that to Miss
Nigga stunner', he a
the heart and out the speakers
I was young, I heard the
I grew up and met the
codeine my anesthesia
Tried to kick but this FIFA
She one line, want a sequel
She snort two and a threesome
She snort lines, yell Adidas
When I I yell "Eureka"
When I I yell "Eureka"
she bust she yell for Jesus
Drop her off at the
She back with a bunch of singles
Phones are tapped, we switch the
where the grass is greener
Clean the blood off the then break out the Stanley Steamer
a drought on cocaina
I know routes through
I got two keys of that
'em Justin and Justina
Sippin' on that
I'm low profile in a
Where it's sour, could be
I got sugar, I got
More extremer, obscener
numbers, yellin' "bingo"
Coca leaf so and get some
White from a negro
Spent money on my legal
And that was illegal
That's my bloody, my migo
Reppin' cinco like he
I'm gettin' high under
With a and no tuxedo
I'm a bitch magnet,
Hit that pussy the R.I.C.O
Young with no wrinkles
Hot tubbin' with the
Run around like they streakers
Run around bitch like Ezekiel
Good coke, that's GQ
Boy bass don't need no EQ
She snort one line, a sequel
I bust I yell "Eureka"

[Verse 2:
her out the game, sent her to the bleachers
Kick her out in style, sneakers
Broke up my bitch, I feel like shit my dog
She talkin' fifty-fifty, had to split my dog
She kept on fallin' in and out of love, I her dog
me eat or get ate, so I sipped her dog
I'ma go platinum, she
She blow up my phone, but the bitch got no
Bought her a ring but I left a finger
Stack up my cake and I bust some zingers
Hello, ho, you to go, ho
I'm on the road, ho
profile, movin' work on the low
Smokin' OG, you gotta go
Know you ain't on, girl you know
Got backward, girl, you kinda slow
The I know you see on, this a no

Lil Wayne]
And when I bust I yell eureka,
And when I I yell eureka, yeah
And we fuck it's for no reason, yeah
Record shit and watch the reruns, yeah
And when I I yell eureka, yeah
That's sick shit, yeah
That's sick shit, yeah
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