Luyện nghe bài hát friday

I understand it, tell me how could you be so low?
(And all in thrilling, new, sound)
babe (Dammit babe)

Blood thicker water, right
Fuck bitches, they all
up nigga, not the falling type
Heart blacker the Harlem Nights til I met you,
They say the wear Prada but I doubt it cause the Lord did bless you
look at that body
Short bus shorty, cause you sure is Cole to the rescue,
save a ho
Hoes to hide their behavior though
Thought you was a ass bitch
I found that shit a couple days ago, I was home alone
Next I know that long ass verse from a song called "Control" was on
The room got nearer, the tune got
That's I seen the shit playing on your phone
Girl, is that a ringtone?
Shit, not you too
Man the hype got you too
Everybody and their gassed
Even my momma asked what do
Decisions,
In case this is war, I load up on all ammunition
If a nigga problems, my trigger's on auto
I'll make sure nobody miss him
Now up your shit, you don't believe in me
I don't you, I got me, bitch
Same nigga moved to NYC,
Got a record deal and a college degree,
Two gold plaques, I produced all the
And I never ever ever on Jay-Z, bitch
And after all that
Real never even went and got his teeth fixed
Now you try to play me,
You try to play me? I ought to knock your ass out

TKO (TKO, TKO)
TKO
I don't it, tell me how could you be so low, deo
TKO, been swinging after the bell and after all of the whistle blows
Tried to go below the belt, through my chest, hit to the dome
And dammit (Dammit babe)
Dammit (Dammit babe)
Dammit (Dammit babe)

All Pretty Flacko, bitch, celebrate it
Had the on lock, streets serenaded
Now you lame mothafuckas lookin'
Bet you niggas wish you never hated, the devil ain't it
Fuck shit, he rich, fuck that shit, he this, fuck that shit, he that
He black, he don't like blacks, that shit, he wack
Fuck that shit he raps, fuck shit he spits, fuck that bitch
Fuck that bitch he with, talking shit
Get up off my
The narcissists synonymous comments from the blogs about
Menages the gossips and the bosses, fuck surprises
I'm monogamous and not to mention, in my
Is a model chick, grimey fits, trapped inside of it
it I'd deny the shit, shit y'all should stop the shit
I'm the shit, not just kinda sick, the doc prescribed my
it, click-click, opposite, stop and droppin' shit
'fore poppin' shit, from popular to poppin' picks to poppin'
She pop her pussy, pop a Xanny, popular for
Make it rain, she pop that shit, it her confidence (TKO)
Was supposed to stop this but spit like I forgot some shit (TKO)
Forgot the topic, I hope God forgive you, my common sense (TKO)

I don't understand it, tell me how you be so low, deo
TKO, been swinging after the bell and after all of the whistle blows
Tried to go below the belt, my chest, perfect hit to the dome
And dammit (Dammit babe)
babe (Dammit babe)
Dammit babe (Dammit babe) JT this like deja vu

All this album of the year talk, niggas claiming the best out
I been hot since the Purple Tape and cuban's poking my chest out
They keep calling on Push, this beach chair, I'm stretched out
My is my name, bitch, until I'm gone and it's etched out
I been known to blow a quarter on baby hairs and a messy bun
If I make her mine, made her mind, she fall in and we got somethin'
Memoirs of a millionaire, even I'm a reallionaire
skirt, Fendi work, dress my baby like build-a-bear
Fuck you about the Tiger of Rollie, fuck you know about blowin' bands
Bezel on it a grand circle, diamonds in it, holdin' hands
A1 since day 1, I sold and my name rung
I sold dope I came from and it's so dope what I made from it
No lie, know why? Guy Fish in my
JT up in the 3 piece and we magic baby showtime
She know, we ain't know, try to trap her but she ain't slow
Once she you with the DA flow, it's lights out, TKO, la!