Luyện nghe bài hát Lean With It

[Verse 1: Mill]

Uh, In the going H.A.M again
Fucking them birds like Cam and them
I'll you whats the word when the tan is in
We them niggas on the curb with 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 toast
Whole team of killers, im the Digger
Presidential on my now take your votes nigga
Rookie of the year, cookies in the
I got some bad bitches that get it there
If you wanna get it we gon send them there
If its then O' Melly comin in the lear
Brick Squad like and them
If its gucci D. Howard I get a block for them
I dont touch it I leave it up to Tak and them
started, was a drought but we was poppin' then

Lean wit it, wit it
Throw bak up in the pot wit it
Microwave or we gon pot it
When it get right we drop that ice and make it wit it
I tell
wit it, Rock wit it
Throw bak up in the pot wit it
or we gon pot whip it
When it get right we drop that ice and make it wit it

[Verse 2: Meek

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

[Verse 3: Meek

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