Luyện nghe bài hát Lean With It

[Verse 1: Meek

Uh, In the kitchen H.A.M again
Fucking with birds like Cam and them
tell you whats the word when the tan is in
We niggas on the curb with them hammers in
Whole brick, it on the triple beam
If it get we gon stretch it like a limousine
no crutching if I touch it then its Mr. Clean
I be reppin in section, me and my nigga Dean
Ghost boy in the nigga
I burn bread I ain't talking nigga
team of killers, im the coach Digger
Presidential on my wrist now take votes nigga
Rookie of the year, cookies in the
I got some bad that will get it there
If you wanna get it we gon send them there
If its heavy O' Melly comin in the lear
Brick Squad like and them
If its gucci like D. Howard I get a for them
I dont it I just leave it up to Tak and them
Niggas started, was a drought but we was poppin'

Lean wit it, wit it
Throw bak up in the pot wit it
Microwave or we gon pot it
it get right we drop that ice and make it lock wit it
I them
Lean wit it, wit it
some bak up in the pot wit it
Microwave or we gon pot it
When it get right we drop ice and make it lock wit it

[Verse 2: Meek

I a million off a mixtape, nigga get your shit straight
Im that raw shit, you sellin that whip weight
Cookin up a whole bird until I make my ache
When I pulled up to the club you should've seen your bitch
Ugh, 50 cash in my pocket, nigga I got your stash in my
Im Blowin' Money in my pocket
I its lookin like I got Nicki ass in my pocket
Talkin ass ass ass ass all I get is cash
Club LIV my last tag, I could've bought a Jag
The way these bitches waving at me you would've thought a cab
No wonder why you hatin' on me nigga wit mad ass
Rolee on me a whole brick
Killers with me ain't got no
These groupie ain't got no sense
So we make a on them bitches, no script

[Verse 3: Mill]

36 treat it like a dirty
Cause I hit it then I send it to the other
Call me anything, don't call me by my
Cause when I'm out here in the jungle we be bricks
Half these niggas in my hood be on some shit
We be on some if u snitchin' crack your melon
If I ain't rockin' with the Smith its shit
Papi bring on the boat he know we selling shit
Lean wit it, rock wit it, Mac 11 in the lot wit it
750 getting wit a box in it
So when they pull us over they find them Glocks in it