Luyện nghe bài hát Try Me

[Verse 1: Lil
I'ma throw a tantrum on this beat, now who wanna play fetch?
When it to the drugs, boy we shop at Payless
Shawty too many 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 ain't nobody yet
Catch pussy ass in traffic, aim at the head rest
Got your bitch on her lookin' like she legless
Like I can't trust my iPhone, I can't the clique I ride for
If I see 'em in the streets, I'ma have to 'em like a rival
I'm a to your eyeballs, I'm so fly, shop at Skymall
never bought me knockoffs, Lord I need some wood to knock on
Lil Tunechi, I'm a movie, get your gummy and popcorn
I got very hot on my hip, I get my hip hop on
And this red dot gon' help me hit a nigga spot on
Point guard with the bullets, you say Rajon, I say
Hold up, we them boys, we them wild
I hold my pistol sideways when I shoot, that's for style
Menace to society, menace to myself
Bend but don't break, my niggas call me
And you want no problem, I'ma problem
My AK just keep shootin', on autopilot
Tunechi what's your fuckin' problem? I got problems
Bad bitch on top of me, she started the bottom
On Cognac and that loud pack, that loud pack
You gotta shoot the rat it gets too big for the mousetrap
Shoot at me and I'ma back and then I "Pow" back
Flip you over a kayak, bitch it's combat
I'm Tommy gun Tunechi, favorite color ruby
Made enough to quit but I makin' up excuses
Triple A dick, that's and amusin'
I'm and secluded, I'm the greatest and improvin'
my baby mama say I'm livin' wrong
Well if I die then I guess she right
Catch me walkin' on this water, nigga
I your pussy ass at a red light
And you gon' that blocka, that blocka
I my killers like Johnnie Cochran
We kidnap and toddlers
We don't give a fuck if ass adopted
moment of silence for Chris Wallace
Soulja Slim, Pac, Pimp C, I hope they're
And Weezy hot as, tamales
My private plane got that wi-fi and wireless
I'm so sorry for the

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