Luyện nghe bài hát Overdose

And I'm a leave on one more
One motherfuckin note
It's this... Look at him

I ain't been in a minute
Cut the lights off I feel fantastic now baby...
Yeah... Look...
I said I used to cut the porch lights on and now I cut the porches lights on just to let them know their wrong
Where this rapper with that obscure ice on he a lame I'm just tryna get my mature life on
O D.
O. D. know me, even fans that resemble them kids in the O.C.
Oh me Oh my them girls me like Seth Cohen,
So get a grip get a pour the X. O. in
I did one these niggas to say that I'm not the same
Pick a road cause you drivin is not a lane
And rest in peace to C life is not a game,
Taking over the no pinky just a lotta Brain
He bout to them the shit that I'm on (Yeah)
You could have predicted I'm on (Yeah)
My sense of judgment is a officially
Up into the air all the smoke the swisha is blown
Ahh... I'm grown I'm grown I'm living in this zone alone
I'm up so high I'm never coming down and you say you got hoes but they never coming round
I got pent house I stay high above your ass
And I can see it all, my is glass
And wifey's (Bitches)
But moneys (Her)
money's under (Nothin)
My is such a (Blur)
That's not the way it has to go jus what I prefer
And do not disagree me it's best you jus concur
I'm a legend with a legacy that help but survive
Even I fuckin die they gonna bury me Alive...

And I'm so
I brought my niggas from the to the beaches
I'm living good wood with all the features
Jesus my money straight no
P P P this
We got bottles over
Kush is in the air... we (O. D. O.D.)
over there... we good (O. D. O. D.)
Money on the floor we

O.D. O.D know me

McCoy:]
Oh no Travie high on again... (Wow)
Feel like I a whole bottle of Vicodin... (Dam)
So high I wanna cry tiny violins
In my best mode the enjoy the silence... (Shh)
Stop the violence, how when every blind is like the motherfuckin Watts pouring out my pen
Iight dam be easy I'm a get
Gentleman a superlative use of syntax
And I done up the narcotics but I can't leave the crib without some xanax in my water... (Nope)
Hello my is Travie and I'm a life-aholic
Told'em all these is like the Wallis to my Gromit... (Ha)
The alpha to my wearing stripes on my candy cane
without the other so for real without the candy brain
Super trooper a gun tote in candyman
Ask me how I'm livin bet I tell ya fine and man
Check his vital signs peeping off the meter man
I'm a live in Neverland with Peter Pan
Fuck the nine out
I'm a pull a Amy
Sipping Purple Rain with Jane girls in my house... (My House)
Isaiah I'm a see ya I get there
Until then hold me down like it's Travie... Uno... Easy

And I'm so
I brought my niggas from the to the beaches
I'm living good gripping wood all the features
Jesus my straight no creases
P P Peep
We got over here
Kush is in the air... we (O. D. O.D.)
Bithces over there... we (O. D. O. D.)
Money on the floor we

It's

O.D. O.D know me

[Mickey
Ha I'm bout to on life somebody please pass the weed
So if I comatose you won't have to ask for refer
If the things I seen through my Prada frames got me paid
Watch me mane I'm cocky slave this Rocky chain
I got I got my fames with this bud
And this of it is Fame and it's all up in my blood
Tyna suppress the too fresh feeling I got... yes
I'm in it for the yes duplex living like I'm Hugh Heff
Every other I need a blue net for group sex
Leaving with a bruise neck then I whose next... (Next)
Stand'em in a line is new fax city take this crack between ya thighs... (Yeah)
(Mickey what you mean) I'm fuck the queen
Sniff the white horse of and then let him lean... (Let'em see)
Tryna match my on life... (Then let'em dream)
Gotta catch the on my flight
First class of the aroma of the smoker life
Got me like a stoner, a zoner but nah it's over... (Mickey what you mean)
I stick my tongue out sippin Remy conceited of I'm teasing bum out
out with celebrities from every drug house
So when you remember me say that I was out... (Mickey what you mean)
I'm a addict for the cash I'm a O.D. so flip going to rehab

And I'm so
I brought my niggas from the to the beaches
I'm living good gripping with all the features
Jesus my money no creases
P P this
We got bottles over
is in the air... we good (O. D. O.D.)
Bithces over there... we (O. D. O. D.)
Money on the we good

O.D. O.D everybody me