Luyện nghe bài hát Lose My Mind

Let's get it
Oh, this that shit here, nigga
Yeah, wassup? Nigga, 103, yeah
When this hit drop in the club,
Yeah, yeah, let go, let go

Why trippin'? I'm just fine
12: 45, 'bout time
Couldn't get it all week, to unwind
Drankin' like a tank, lose my

shit crazy, way too packed
Ros baby, waste two
Hardest thing in the lot that there
Can't sober, lost my mind

I'm hearing voices in my head, I'm schizophrenic
Swear they sayin' they get it from another
36, a thousand times do a
Do it right and you can live whole summer raw

I'm out my mind, yeah, a nigga seein' double
me what's the chance of Jizzle fuckin' both of y'all
She said as long as we can do it with ice on
If that's the case I might as leave the lights on

I'm out my mind, just blew a Swisher Sweets
In my and orange Charger, call it trick or treat
It ain't nothin' to a boss, my goons got
House dumb big, my rooms got rooms

Why trippin'? I'm just fine
12: 45, 'bout that
Couldn't get it all week, to unwind
Drankin' like a tank, my mind

shit crazy, way too packed
Ros baby, waste two
Hardest thing in the lot there mine
Can't sober, lost my mind

Guess what my mama told me, she hate my
Guess why she hate her 'Cause our love wrong
Fuck da police 'cause our prowlin'
White girls fun 'cause all of them

Why I ain't fuck her at da house? 'Cause the holla
And where the pill man at? He need a blue
Old broke ass nigga cock blockin'
Security, I help 'cause the bitch stalkin'

A half mil, that's what the whip cost me
100 dollas, that's what the pussy me
And when the nigga start hatin' that's the nigga lost me
Fantastico, what the ho's call me

Why y'all trippin'? I'm just
12: 45, that time
Couldn't get it all week, to unwind
like a tank, lose my mind

This shit crazy, way too
Ros baby, waste two
thang in the lot that there mine
Can't sober, lost my mind

the top, no bra, got the titties out
Mention my name and bring the city out
Doin' what I do best, D-boy
New car, old money D-boy

Stepped in, cleaner a new Glock 40
My nickname in the A is strapped-up
You know my nerve there trigger a toothpick
Line around the corner boy, too thick

G coat, shades and my black chains
And if you understand it's a black thing
You know we drink ros until we blackout
up, drink some more and pass back out

Why trippin'? I'm just fine
12: 45, 'bout time
Couldn't get it all week, time to
Drankin' like a tank, my mind

This crazy, way too packed
Ros baby, waste two
Hardest in the lot that there mine
Can't spell sober, my mind

103 yeah, yeah
Nigga, 103, yeah,
Nigga, 103, yeah,
Let go, let go