Luyện nghe bài hát Skate It Off

Mic
This the motherfuckin' man
You know how we it up...
Mic
We the Fort Knox squad, watch the baby
Real shit man
go, let's go

1]
Wait, I skated off on the plug, skrr, skrr
I skated off like T. Pud, skrr, skrr
I skated off, on twelve
With the work in one hand like
With the work,
I got on the roof, on the roof
I keep nigga's scars for proof, nigga oh
Money so it could hoop, money go
I'm on my I.D, my IG and IQ
Yeah, I touched down, what's the scoop?
What's the
I just hear blasé, blasé, blasé,

Yeah, i just down, I'm going for two
(Let's go, go)
You just hear AK, AK, AK, doo-doo-doo,
I just touched down, it do?
it do?
Me and all my in cahoots, in cahoots
Bitch, I just skated off like Nyjah Huston,
Think I a cake for my soup, yeah
I just skated off on drugs, on
I just skated off sippin' mud, mud
I skated off on the Xan, on the Xan
And we just skateboard, we don't dance in our pants,

2]
I just skated off on twelve, fuck bitch
a boss, like a fuckin' handrail, that handrail bitch
I skated off in YSL, YSL, what you do?
And I can eyeball work, the scale, fuck the scale
I got eyeballs on the roof, on the
My slimer ollie off this roof, fuckin' roof bitch
I got eyeballs on squad, pop, pop, pop
I skated off like a shot, so deep
I skated off with Chaz Ortiz, Chaz Ortiz bitch
I just skated with some SB's, got some bitch
I just off with the [?]
I got eyeballs on whoodie, fuck you, got 'em
Keep your eyeballs off my guap-o,
I just skated off El Chapo, Chapo
I just skated off when I
A gun in both hands, I'm 'bout to do the Shaba, Shaba
Treat a Rolls Royce like a Honda, back up off me
Nigga I'm the God, you
She gon' pop it off for a thug,
I just off on her love, deuces
I just skated off on the
She skated off on her humps
I just skated off on a thot, bitch
And left her wetter than my yacht, why not?
I skeeted off in your wifey (get a lot of hoes)
While I got cars than the sidekick, I'm good
Black credit card, nigga it, I'm good
We niggas man
We
Stripes in streets, call me stripey I'm good
Beep....
Flying in these streets like a
for the [?] they keep crying 'bout the truce

3]
I just off on twelve
that's in my safe that's for bail
Yeah I know nigga's turning snake, we turning up
Yeah, I told my hoe I had to turn the page, she to drugs
Double barrel, date and double cup
And no matter how hard I fall, I get up, man fuck you going
I get up and try again, we call rebate
Oh your bitch just want D? Okay it's D-Day
I get flu off on her PJ
I'm gon' make my skaters rich, we no cheapskates, no, no
That AK got pop like the TJ
Yeah, in the streets we [?] get sweepstakes
Fuckboi you a hater, what the say
These bullets turn your to a v8
Yeah we chilling, we very easy
We get the squad, looking for squad to cremate