Luyện nghe bài hát WHO? WHAT!

Know what I'm saying, what I'm saying
Know what I'm

Heard they talkin' shit I
Who win an why
I'm alive, took one to revive (yeah)
Keep vibe when we show up and collide
Me and the guys move just like the
In the but still keep them ghetto ties (Hills)
Was talkin' but she thinkin' Ocean Prime
she keep an open mouth and open mind
I don't open up her door, she mine
I need stress and I need more ties, yes (skrr, skrr)
We on the jet quest, with the drop, yes (skrr, skrr)
In the want the 25, yes (skrr, skrr)
Ain't seen the yet, open up your eyes, yeah

One, two, three, four, five, that's the countdown 'til I (slide)
and rinds, how I grew up on my side
Ain't no fence just a hundred wide
When shit get tense, we twist up and we get

I picked my favorite I done pay her rent (cash, cash)
At Christmas time no Saint Nick we got the Grinch
I smack that ass she threw it back in defense (yeah)
We took the crib, flipped the like it's the beach
We did some things out on the ways that we speak
All I it was Mo Bamba on repeat
I don't think these things I is helpin' me (oh yeah)

Had to buy more
Had to the fours
Had to up the Os (big bag)
Had to the hoes (ay)
Dodge the (12)
I rolled the light (skrr, skrr)
the dice (ay)
on my ice (all ice)
Poppin' Gucci (Gucci, Gucci)
down and groovy
To get down, get
That bitch and choosey (hey)
Shawty, in the (yeah)
Brand new La Ferrari (woo), my bitch iconic

Yeah,
One, two, three, four, five, that's the 'til I slide (slide)
Pork and rinds, how I grew up on my
Ain't no fence just a acres wide
When shit get tense, we up and we get fried

Was born in the (movie)
Never make (no)
It was time to it (time to move)
It was God and the uzi (God and the uzi)
We were to use it (hey)
They was to use it (train)
Shoot you Cupid (shoot)
Hit your medulla,

Shoot at, shoot at them (yeah)
shoot your producer
This for the gang,
get banged and on the group, she a groupie (yeah)
Love her she choosey, hmm (yeah)
Big it's soothin', hmm (yeah)
Pull up with the sticks I'm makin' cuddle up this not a movie

Yeah,
One, two, three, four, five, the countdown 'til I slide (slide)
Pork and rinds, how I grew up on my
Ain't no fence a hundred acres wide
When get tense, we twist up and we get fried