Luyện nghe bài hát Levels

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

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