Luyện nghe bài hát We Up

I'm around the like a matador
I'm used to the bullshit, it matter, boy
Corporate acquisitions, of wealth
with the gods and double knowledge of self
Entrepreneur visions, Moulin religion
That make a weak nigga break down
So what you want, the cheese or the
You the chicks but you want the cheese
A gotta eat
I'm havin' the epiphany you niggas shit to me
Worse than the scum in the I'm from
I'm a southside nigga, yeah I'm 'bout
You be that next nigga coroners and outline
You ain't made of I'm made of
You a bum with a bum bitch
Your shoes from Vegas
Counterfeit, fraudulent
What kind of rich bitch look like that

You all when we pullin' off the lot
Brake, hit the button, then we pullin' the top
Shine's on stuntin' and I'm out a knot
Strapped with the glock, pull it out a lot
But front, make it pop
don't do it how we do
Niggas on the shit we on
new
Spikes on the Vuittons
We up, nigga!

everything I needed and dream (uh-huh)
Penalized every ho nigga that a scheme (what else?)
Guns in video get you locked in a bing
Yeah, I kill a quick, no worries, my record clean
Murder one become manslaughter as soon as brought up
Charity work, tickets and no charges
Fuck nigga you fucked over father when he gave you a dick
Should have been a in pajamas
I made my first fucking dollars
a Bible, oh yeah, God got me
Made my second million dollars, bought a chopper and a
I'm scared, this shit don't happen to
I'm on Instagram looking at your favorite
Debating on should I fuck her or on her single
20 thou, she got a hell of a
I'm in her like I knew I could have kids, K-Dot

You all know we pullin' off the lot
Brake, hit the button, we pullin' down the top
Shine's on and I'm pullin' out a knot
Strapped the glock, won't pull it out a lot
But front, I'll it pop
don't do it how we do
Niggas ain't on the we on
new
Spikes on the Vuittons
We up, nigga!

Good pussy for dinner, bomb kush for
Deep-colored VS around my neck bitch
It feels like a nigga
Seat back, music bumpin', niggas
Bulls eye, that's what we for
The bread, now a nigga run the boy
I should've the broad to report what's in the yard
Aloof livin', I up so hard
No pain, no gain, it's embedded in the
I'm in it for the grip, motherfuck the

You all know we pullin' off the lot
Brake, hit the button, then we down the top
Shine's on and I'm pullin' out a knot
with the glock, won't pull it out a lot
But front, I'll it pop
don't do it how we do
Niggas on the shit we on
new
Spikes on the Louis
We up, nigga!