Luyện nghe bài hát 3 Way (Intro)

3 way
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3 way
Quavo!

I'm to the stacks
having big straps
Phone tap running laps the map hot trap
50,000 on
Plug got baby powder
These niggas out sour
80k perform for an
Should of for the Dolphins
of played for the Saints
Nigga saying it's a
Takeoff having pints
Still with that oil
Still playing with that
catch me on the nawf
Still it up with Bo
I got bitches out in
Having bitches out in
New bitch hit my said she wanna give me dome
Cutting dope by Georgia
High no diploma
days on the nawf
Now I'm a coach
Better watch your approach you pull up on the Chos
Yeah my niggas having
didn't raise a bitch
Now your bitch always my phone for motherfucking snow
Today I met the plug put him in the figure four
Old might just pull up and just kick a door nigga
my nigga Westside got 5 to the dope nigga
Free my Kobe got 15 to the net
Now I got some hired shooters with the coolants on the
I don't mean no disrespect but I came for the
They the savage Set
Concerts in
Put her on the
Young nigga them licks
No 3
Independent for bricks

(huh-huh) Jumped off the
(huh-huh) Picked up the
(huh-huh) Stay with the
(huh) We did this from the nawf
(huh) Niggas be thinking I'm touch
I'm with the shit I don't give a
Slaughter your daughter get passed to my we fuck her then call up an Uber truck
it up (fuck it up)
it up (fuck it up)
Getting pot do an uppercut
Get in that pussy like cutters
Get you some then live it up
out that stick he start hiccing up
You see the ski start up
Stand on the and pipe it up
Fucking hoe while you wife her up
I got the birds Mighty Duck
Swerve on the curb in the Bentley
Fuck what you talking we up
face on the ground nigga pick it up
No (huh-huh)
No (huh-huh)
No (nah)
I'm my own paper
I get your bitch and her
I'm the president I'm not the
Diamonds got my body cold I got em' bout layers
I need a bitch look like Drea
Catching bricks off in the
jeans
Ice creams from
I'm a

Came in the
Knock at the
Nobody answered had to do a kick
My niggas on the same shit
Had to tell em' what bando was for
I know that we not from Atlanta nigga what you think them two and thumb for
And they been hating on me since I was a lil' boy me something I don't know
It's been a long
I put in work but no code
Pen on paper kinko
Never look and won't sell my soul
Real niggas never
Say you a hundred but you
It's hot outside it cold
seen the draco and froze
Nigga acting bold I'm a fuck around and the pussy nigga nose
a nigga out his clothes
Don't like it then pay you owe
Bigger back end at the
Spanish for
I got the Act in the bag now
But I send you a four
Dope dressed up in it look like the pope
And get smoked from the gas bags it'll make you
If you pour up, smoke or coke
That what your boat
No Label [?]
Come from the
(Takeoff!)