Luyện nghe bài hát Str8 Like That

[Featuring: 2 Chainz, V]

We too turnt up
up to the max
We be to it
Do it like that

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We do it str8 like that, get money like that
We run it str8 like that, who it str8 like that?

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We too turnt up
up to the max
We be to it
Do it like that

1: Meek Mill]
DJ turn me up! Please don't me down
These niggas hear me then, these niggas gonna hear me now
I got bad hoes in my section, these niggas burn me down
So I'm gon' make it sparkle, tell the come serve me now
Just Ciroc bottles and top models, all real niggas pop bottles
I pulled up and I drop-topped, and my bad bitch just out
And like Alakazam! shit way out of my hands!
And I'm black card shawty, vroom-vroom jumpin out of that Lamb
Well damn, it's YSL in my shirt, fly as off Earth
niggas smoking on dirt, I'm on probation poppin on Perc
We sippin that lean, the fuck y'all
My money so long and my so mean
We smokin on strong and I'm my team
And We turned up, got your tryna fuck

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All I do is turn up, I'm to show y'all
Early bird get the worm, I'm up way before
I don't even know y'all, with the doors off
Fuck her on the lean, then I fucking off!
The dope man is my model, I had a TV on top of my floor model
That bitch would show, used to smoke dope out the antenna
full of amphibians, aim at it and hit it
Difference me and your girl: my girl, ass thicker
Life sentence my trunk, real niggas it
Dumb charm on my necklace, watch on my left wrist
I ain't a lot so I brag a lot, when I got a lot, I pop a lot
I bought a drop, bought some pussy, get in the parking lot
My rhyme style's unorthodox, my weed stank no
Asking me I get that, Gucci sat on my flip flap!
Paint job 10 stacks, rims cost me another ten
So tell a friend to tell a to tell a friend to tell a friend

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[Verse 3: Mill]
Straight like that nigga, straight that
No birthday get like that
And I hard niggas hate like that
I drop that work, come straight right back like whoa
I peeled off in the Bent, straight right back in a Rolls
Peeled off with ya bitch, straight right back with y'all
Nigga we share that bitch, 10 big chains I don't wear shit
Big Glock 9, I air that
And a big V12, I steer shit like skurrrt
And they be word, I'm with a bad bitch, but I wouldn't wife her
My neck all and my wrist like burr
And my shit so cold, I'm a a light fur
We turned up to the max, up on them racks
Got shorty all on that pole and she gon turn up for these
Cause I'm ballin, like
My flooded, New Orleans
And I'm shittin on 'em, no
And no referee, I it

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