Luyện nghe bài hát Levels

[Verse 1: Lil
Man all you niggas drive me crazy
Make me sick to my stomach, I nauseated
All you haters on and jump off a building
I could taste her pussy, memorabilia
Backpack of artillery
1 milo
These niggas actin like lil
I dont understand shit, I could scribble it
Took her clothes, step and exhibit it
Then her ass up like a puppet ticket
The end of the road is at walking
Have to get blood off my hands at the faucet drippin
In yo face like a in a car collision
My weed man so
Im stayin rich, not to make poor decisions
I do I plan it out like a solar system
Nigga if you come you gon slip and fall a victim to me
Yo bitchs makin pictures to me
Then she over to my house, I screwed over in a bed
I shoot off in her then she get the bullet uh
Skatin on em like Im Lil
And the weed so strong I can feel
it down, take a picture, now feel afraid
The drugs got me so I cant feel ashamed
And my girl at home with the mood
Girl I make a few runs like Ussain
I had a penny for my thoughts for some loose change
Hungry niggas going at yo neck for food chain
Drop pills that make me sleepy
creep me in they TP
I hope pussy taste like kiwi
Hope its nicer than Tahiti, I could get a freebie
Leavin a nigga floatin with a mouth full of seaweed
With somebody backpack, thats E.T.
give me the heebeegeebees
I hope disappear, where the fuck is Houdini?
I got niggas on my side, you got niggas on yo
Imma timber, money grow on trees
Money over queens, you blow me
I sit back enjoy the breeze, hoes prettier than
I dont really do but sit back and call the shots
She poured out her heart, I had it on the
Red on yo head, thats a cherry on top
You dont wanna keep your cool, I know niggas die uh
I with the devil in my dreams
I wake up I still hear the same song
Make me wanna a motherfucker brains out
on a nigga, Im about to brainstorm
Lil nigga Ill yo main ho, make her call her homegirl, make em share the same dick
Its motherfuckin Dedication 5, I just hope Ill be alive to see a Dedication 6
Lil

2: Vado]
Ayo its levels to this shit, to this shit
Been doing MIA since Levels was the
And niggas know Im on another level with this
Im pedaling the 6, full when it hit
All I is a shovel and a ditch
You dig me a hole then you show me where it is
Run in his home and me where the kids
Put one in his dome while he going in his
me, ill nigga
Black creese AP, go trip
Black jeans, great T, OTs
Backstreet, everything go for 10
quiet, beef with D5
Im in the streets like Rodney Kings
Mommy opposed lead tight
On that old bullshit, P
scream and seize fire
My audible like meets Wire
Ive in the whip
Rollin 3 6s, on trips
Shots whistled like a cuddle its lip
Im tryin to go ballistic, shadow in the
Call the Barney Rubble in the
Made to kick rocks, bull from ziplocks uh