Luyện nghe bài hát Levels

[Verse 1: Lil
Man all you pussy niggas me crazy
me sick to my stomach, I feel nauseated
All you haters on hands and off a building
I could still her pussy, memorabilia
Backpack full of
1 milo
These niggas actin like lil
I dont this shit, I could scribble it
her clothes, step back and exhibit it
Then tear her ass up like a ticket
The end of the road is at walking
Have to get that blood off my hands at the faucet
In yo face like a airbag in a car
My man so consistent
Im stayin rich, tryin not to make decisions
Everything I do I plan it out like a system
Nigga if you here you gon slip and fall a victim to me
Yo sister makin pictures to me
Then she shoot over to my house, I over in a bed
I shoot off in her then she get the bullet uh
Skatin on em Im Lil Wayne
And the so strong I can feel veins
Bite it down, take a picture, now feel
The drugs got me so numb I feel ashamed
And my girl at with the mood swings
Girl I make a few runs like Ussain
Wish I had a penny for my for some loose change
Hungry niggas going at yo neck for that food
some pills that make 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 body with a mouth full of seaweed
With somebody weird backpack, E.T.
Snitches give me the
I hope theyll disappear, where the is Houdini?
I got on my side, you got niggas on yo back
yell timber, money grow on trees
Money over queens, fuck you me
I sit back enjoy the breeze, hoes than please
I dont really do shit but sit back and 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 your cool, I know thatll die uh
I danced with the in my dreams
When I wake up I still the same song
Make me blow a motherfucker brains out
Flow on a nigga, Im about to
Lil nigga Ill take yo ho, make her call her homegirl, make em share the same dick
Its that motherfuckin Dedication 5, I hope Ill be alive to see a Dedication 6
Lil

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