Luyện nghe bài hát Levels

[Verse 1: Lil
Man all you pussy niggas me crazy
Make me sick to my stomach, I nauseated
All you haters on and jump off a building
I could still her pussy, memorabilia
Backpack of artillery
1 equivalent
These niggas actin like lil
I dont understand shit, I could scribble it
Took her clothes, step back and it
Then tear her ass up like a ticket
The end of the road is at walking
Have to get blood off my hands at the faucet drippin
In yo face a airbag in a car collision
My weed man so
Im stayin rich, tryin not to make poor
Everything I do I plan it out like a system
Nigga if you come you gon slip and fall a victim to me
Yo bitchs makin pictures to me
Then she over to my house, I screwed over in a bed
I shoot off in her mouth then she get the uh
on em like Im Lil Wayne
And the weed so strong I can veins
Bite it down, take a picture, now feel
The drugs got me so numb I cant ashamed
And my at home with the mood swings
Girl I make a few runs like Ussain
Wish I had a penny for my thoughts for some loose
Hungry going at yo neck for that food chain
some pills that make me sleepy
Hoes me in they TP
I hope that taste like kiwi
Hope its nicer than Tahiti, hopin I could get a
Leavin a nigga body floatin with a mouth of seaweed
With weird backpack, thats E.T.
Snitches me the heebeegeebees
I hope theyll disappear, where the fuck is
I got niggas on my side, you got on yo back
Imma yell timber, money grow on
over queens, fuck you blow me
I sit enjoy the breeze, hoes prettier than please
I dont really do shit but sit back and call the
She poured out her heart, I had it on the
Red beam on yo head, thats a on top
You wanna keep your cool, I know niggas thatll die uh
I with the devil in my dreams
When I wake up I still hear the song
me wanna blow a motherfucker brains out
Flow on a nigga, Im about to
Lil Ill take yo main ho, make her call her homegirl, make em share the same dick
Its motherfuckin Dedication 5, I just hope Ill be alive to see a Dedication 6
Lil

2: Vado]
Ayo its levels to this shit, levels to this
Been doing MIA since was the shit
And niggas Im on another level with 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 and show me where the kids
Put one in his while he going in his fridge
Thats me, ill
Black creese AP, go trip
Black jeans, great T, OTs
Backstreet, go for 10 nigga
Keep quiet, with D5
Im in the streets like Kings rights
Mommy opposed their tight
On old bullshit, P minus
They scream and seize
My audible like Godfather Wire
Ive fallen in the
3 6s, devil on trips
Shots whistled like a cuddle its lip
Im tryin to go ballistic, shadow in the
the Barney Rubble in the whip
Made to rocks, bull haze from ziplocks uh