Luyện nghe bài hát 4th Quarter

way, way up
Know always us
in God we trust
Soon as I up
Count, count, up
Only man I trust
Paper's of that kush
Balling out of your

1]
4th quarter, 10
We going for the win
Crossover, hit the
Not a on the Jays
Courtside on the
Water diamonds on me,
Look who made it out the
I just a nigga would
hate me from the bleachers
Niggas preying on weakness
I rolling with the creatures
20 for the feature
I'm just counting my
up, smoke on that pressure
Fuck niggas, on
You allowed in my section
We ain't the degular
You lil niggas are
Swagger so dope, embarrassing
up and tell me the damages
Boy, I'm murder
I'm super like Listerine
And that
I gotta
Nothing but net at the sound of the

way, way up
Know always us
in God we trust
Soon as I up
Count, count, up
Only man that I
Paper's full of that
Balling out of budget

2]
4th for the win
Kobe Bryant the spin
Clint on the rims
Dwayne Wade the bands
Swaggy Dell with the
Makaveli the law
Hit the 40 it's mine
In case you for the floss
Go ahead, big
Taking of my mama
care of my daughter
And my son like his
I'mma be totally
I'm in that new designer
I'mma be totally
But some of niggas vagina
Keep it forever
I promise, I promise, I
Your niggas straight outta
we came to fuck up some commas
Niggas will sleep, in pyjamas
up the beast, we got a problem
Jump in that water, you see piranhas
He thinking he balling, I up beside him

way, way up
Know always us
in God we trust
Soon as I up
Count, count, up
man that I trust
Paper's full of that
out of your budget

3]
Boy you low and a featherweight
Thank God for the better
My chick as mayonnaise
Now we up the Chevy game
Boy you better not miss the train
I just treat it like it's Hunger
They never want it as bad as I
We are nothing like other guys
I just win and shook a hand
I had to go and sanitise
Team strong, this the song
Got the rings on, nigga
If I want it, she gon' to daddy
Never thinking twice or hesitate
Kush make a nigga
Big rocks in that bezzle
Dripped down in that Ape
Silence I meditate
[Small
Yo, I'm back in it
All your whips get
Only cause they paying
Ain't no attention

way, way up
Know always us
in God we trust
Soon as I up
Count, count, up
Only man that I
Paper's full of that
Balling out of budget