Luyện nghe bài hát Try Me

[Verse 1: Lil
Okay I'ma throw a on this beat, now who wanna play fetch?
When it comes to the drugs, boy we shop at
Shawty came too times, left the whole bed wet
[?] I'm the Method Man, Redman
A man a dead man, can I get an amen?
You done bought all of them guns and nobody dead yet
Catch your pussy ass in traffic, aim at the head
Got your on her knees lookin' like she legless
I can't trust my iPhone, I can't trust the clique I ride for
If I see 'em in the streets, I'ma have to treat 'em a rival
I'm a pleasure to eyeballs, I'm so fly, shop at Skymall
Mama never bought me knockoffs, Lord I some wood to knock on
Lil Tunechi, I'm a movie, get your gummy bears and
I got very hot on my hip, I get my hip hop on
And this little red dot gon' me hit a nigga spot on
guard with the bullets, you say Rajon, I say Rajon
Hold up, we them boys, we them boys
I hold my pistol sideways when I shoot, for style points
Menace to society, menace to myself
Bend but don't break, my call me elbow
And you want no problem, I'ma problem
My AK just keep shootin', it's on
what's your fuckin' problem? I got fuckin' problems
Bad bitch on top of me, she started from the
On Cognac and that loud pack, that loud pack
You gotta shoot the rat when it gets too big for the
Shoot at me and I'ma back and then I "Pow" back
Flip you over like a kayak, bitch combat
Bitch I'm Tommy gun Tunechi, color ruby
enough to quit but I keep makin' up excuses
Triple A dick, amazin' and amusin'
I'm sedated and secluded, I'm the greatest and
Cause my mama say I'm livin' wrong
Well if I die then I she dead right
Catch me walkin' on this mothafuckin' water,
I catch pussy ass at a red light
And you gon' hear that blocka, that
I represent my killers Johnnie Cochran
We kidnap and toddlers
We don't give a if their ass adopted
moment of silence for Chris Wallace
Soulja Slim, Pac, Pimp C, I they're smilin'
And Weezy still hot as,
My private plane got that and that wireless
I'm so sorry for the

[Verse 2: Mack
Spread your legs, girl, I'm tryna the headboard
I'm a fiend for the bread, I the whole DeJ Loaf
My Chinese chick just a blunt and some [?]
She a so we don't fuck on my Versace sheets
My whole crew'll skate on you like a hockey
It's like Wayne meets Jeremy Shockey
We Young Money Mafia, I rep I rep
Try to throw salt on my name and put pep in your step
Put your gloves on, nigga get you a grip
And I bet you rest in peace when I let this rip
The money runnin' like water, the cash flow
My weed funky like and asshole
Potato on the nine, we creep we mash slow
And make them kids get everything they ask for
My bitch in London said she's a Mainiac
And her sister love Tune, she a
It's like two different persons, she be chillin', she be cursin'
Cry a river, squirt a ocean, fast in slow motion
Man I know Soulja proud of me (yah me?)
Man I know Soulja Slim proud of me (ya me?)
Tha 5 a classic, sorry that it's late
And I ain't apologetic but sorry for the
Tha Carter 5 a classic, that it's late
And I usually ain't apologetic but for the wait