Luyện nghe bài hát Uncle Otis

This then is sound, sound scupltured in space (Taylor made)

Shits here is my otis (Taylor made)
(T-t-taylor made) (Taylor made)

This shit for my uncle

Here's a dome shot to this nigga Otis
Niggas think they the coldest but nigga you the oldest
Niggas be chasing they youth but gone
Yo 'Ye, this nigga even wanna put you on
And he turned around, put on Sean
But forget to tell em Benny Han Han sell no f-cking Wonton's
I don't wear Sean John, but f-ck with that Ciroc
Tupac back, Hit Em Up on some Pac shit
Who run the Jayceon
Kelly Rowland come and be my Motivation
If you swag then I invented gangsta
Got one in the chamber, the Throne is now in
And I dont wear no Gucci Gucci Fendi Fendi
I'm Charles Louboutin, you niggas aint nada
Lil white bitch better in ya place
You call me a nigga, I'ma put the K in ya
a stick up bitch

(So put hands up in the air)
(I wanna, I just wanna, I just wanna)
Know is any up in here?
I do it, I do it, boi
So put hands up in the air
(I just wanna, I wanna, I just wanna)
is any Gangstas up in here?
I do it

Call Khaled, him F-ck it, I'm on one
I created Tyler, the
Here go seats
You are now the greatest
Shades blocking the
rocking the layers
The Goes On
Til I start the Lasers
And Lupe'll souffle you muthaf-ckers
Its the Drew league, I don't wanna about the Rucker
Cause Jennifer just got a divorce and I already got her up in the Porsche
Tryna you How To love
How To
Marc Anthony too (bitch)
Look how nigga look
And I'm 6 foot 7 foot 8 foot Crooks and
All my crooks with castles
Red graduation yeah crooks with tassels
a party, it's a party, it's a party
Sittin up in Marvins Room, that Marley
You wanna hit it, so put ya up in the air

(So put your up in the air)
(I just wanna, I just wanna, I wanna)
Know is any Gangstas up in
I do it, I do it, boi
So put hands up in the air
(I wanna, I just wanna, I just wanna)
Know is any up in here?
I do it

I got the money up in the rubber
Don't run up on me, try to take it me (boom)
I aint Chestnut, I aint Ricky
But I give you 9 shots, you can call Fifty
Dre got that Super Bass I just call it
Working on Detox, blowin on that sticky
Can I hit it In The
Better be a
Gotta hard, Ace, Tunechi and Ricky
Waves Frank Ocean, you can see my Odd
You gon need more than Novacaine I shoot ya
Yesterday I went to not to see Jigga
I went to see Wiz but theres Amber,
I took a on the red futon
Hit it with Wiz shit on, whatever
So put that pussy on my
and let me taste, a little
I'ma eat it up like it's my
I'ma I'ma do it different, she gettin no cash
You why? I'm Not A Star
Somebody I got a chppper in the car, huh
aint a lie

(So put your up in the air)
(I wanna, I just wanna, I just wanna)
Know is any up in here?
I do it, I do it, boi
So put your up in the air
(I just wanna, I wanna, I just wanna)
Know is any up in here?
I do it