Luyện nghe bài hát Overdose

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

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

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

O.D. O.D everybody me

[Travis
Oh no Travie high on again... (Wow)
Feel like I swallowed a whole of Vicodin... (Dam)
So high I wanna cry like violins
In my mode the pesmote enjoy the silence... (Shh)
Stop the violence, how when blind is like the motherfuckin Watts riots pouring out my pen
dam be easy I'm a get back
Gentleman with a superlative use of
And I done gave up the narcotics but I can't 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 to my Bruce wearing stripes on my candy cane
Worn without the other so for without the candy brain
Super trooper like a gun in candyman
Ask me how I'm livin bet I tell ya fine and man
Check his vital they peeping off the meter man
I'm a live forever in with Peter Pan
Fuck the nine out
I'm a a Amy Winehouse
Sipping Purple Rain Mary Jane girls in my house... (My House)
I'm a see ya when I get there
Until then hold me down gravity it's Travie... Uno... Easy

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

It's

O.D. O.D everybody me

Factz:]
Ha I'm bout to on life somebody please pass the weed
So if I comatose tonight you have to ask for refer
If the things that I seen through my frames got me paid
Watch me I'm cocky slave with this Rocky chain
I got I got my fames cluttered this bud
And name of it is Fame and it's all up in my blood
Tyna the too fresh feeling I got... Oooo yes
I'm in it for the huge yes duplex like I'm Hugh Heff
Every night I need a blue net for group sex
Leaving with a bruise then I yell 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 promethazine fuck the
Sniff the white of success and then let him lean... (Let'em see)
Tryna my high 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 never over... (Mickey you mean)
I stick my tongue out sippin Remy conceited of I'm teasing bum out
Hung out 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 green cash I'm a O.D. so flip to rehab

And I'm so
I my niggas from the hood to the beaches
I'm living good wood with all the features
Jesus my money straight no
P P this
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 we good

O.D. O.D everybody me