Luyện nghe bài hát Overdose

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

I ain't been in a minute
Cut the off I feel fantastic right now baby...
Yeah... Look...
I said I used to cut the 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 resemble them kids in the O.C.
Oh me Oh my them love me like Seth Cohen,
So get a get a glass pour the X. O. in
I did want one these to say that I'm not the same
Pick a cause where you drivin is not a lane
And rest in peace to C life is not a game,
Taking over the world no pinky 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 gone
Up into the air all the smoke the swisha is blown
Ahh... I'm grown I'm grown I'm living in this elevator zone
I'm up so high I'm coming down and you say you got them hoes but they never coming round
I got pent house I stay high above your ass
And I can see it all, my balcony is
And over (Bitches)
But over (Her)
money's under (Nothin)
My life is a (Blur)
not the way it has to go it's jus what I prefer
And do not disagree with me it's best you jus
I'm a legend with a that can't help but survive
Even when I die they gonna bury me Alive...

And I'm so
I brought my niggas the hood to the beaches
I'm living good wood with all the features
Jesus my money no creases
P 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 floor we

O.D. O.D know me

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

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

Mickey

O.D. O.D know me

[Mickey
Ha I'm bout to overdose on life please pass the weed
So if I comatose tonight you have to ask for refer
If the things that I seen through my Prada got me paid
Watch me mane I'm cocky slave with this chain
I got I got my fames with this bud
And this name of it is Fame and all up in my blood
suppress the too fresh feeling I got... Oooo yes
I'm in it for the huge yes duplex living I'm Hugh Heff
other night I need a blue net for group sex
Leaving a bruise neck then I yell whose next... (Next)
Stand'em in a line this is new fax city take crack between ya thighs... (Yeah)
(Mickey what you mean) I'm fuck the queen
Sniff the white of success and then let him lean... (Let'em see)
Tryna match my high on life... (Then dream)
Gotta catch the on my flight
class known of the aroma of the smoker life
Got me like a stoner, a zoner but nah never over... (Mickey what you mean)
I my tongue out sippin Remy conceited of I'm teasing every bum out
Hung out with celebrities from every drug
So when you me say that I was strung out... (Mickey what you mean)
I'm a addict for the green I'm a O.D. so flip going to rehab

And I'm so
I brought my niggas from the hood to the
I'm living good wood 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