Luyện nghe bài hát Str8 Like That

[Featuring: 2 Chainz, V]

We just too 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 str8 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

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

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[Verse 2: 2
All I do is up, I'm about to show y'all
Early bird get the worm, I'm up way y'all
I don't even know y'all, riding with the off
Fuck her on the lean, then I fucking off!
The dope man is my role model, I had a TV on top of my floor
bitch would show, fiends used to smoke dope out the antenna
Closet of amphibians, aim at it and hit it
Difference between me and your my girl, ass thicker
Life sentence my trunk, real niggas it
charm on my necklace, stupid 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 no Tic-Tac
Asking me where I get that, sat on my flip flap!
Paint job cost 10 stacks, cost me another ten
So tell a friend to tell a friend to tell a to tell a friend

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[Verse 3: Meek
Straight like that nigga, like that
No birthday get cake like
And I ball 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 that
Big Glock 9, I air that
And a big V12, I steer that shit like
And be like word, I'm with a bad bitch, but I wouldn't wife her
My all froze and my wrist like burr
And my so cold, I'm a need a light fur
We up to the max, turned up on them racks
Got shorty all on that pole and she gon turn up for these
I'm ballin, like Spalding
My flooded, New Orleans
And I'm on 'em, no toilet
And no referee, I it

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