Luyện nghe bài hát 3 Way (Intro)

3 way
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3 way
Quavo!

I'm to the stacks
Still having big
Phone tap laps cross the map hot trap
50,000 on
got that baby powder
These out here sour
80k perform for an
Should of for the Dolphins
Should of played for the
Nigga saying it's a
Takeoff having pints
Still playing that oil
playing with that dope
Might me on the nawf
Still chopping it up Bo
I got out in Florida
Having out in Georgia
New bitch hit my phone said she wanna give me
Cutting by Georgia dome
High no diploma
Remember on the nawf
Now I'm quarterback a
watch your approach when you pull up on the Chos
Yeah my niggas sticks
Mama didn't raise a
Now your bitch always call my for motherfucking snow
Today I just met the plug put him in the figure
Old Quavo might pull up and just kick a door nigga
Free my nigga 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 but I came for the checks
free'd the savage Set
Concerts in
Put her on the
Young nigga them licks
No 3
signed for bricks

(huh-huh) off the porch
(huh-huh) up the fork
(huh-huh) Stay with the
(huh) We did shit from the nawf
(huh) Niggas be I'm acting touch
I'm with the I don't give a fuck
Slaughter your daughter get passed to my partner we fuck her call up an Uber truck
it up (fuck it up)
it up (fuck it up)
Getting that pot do an
Get in that pussy like cutters
Get you some then live it up
out that stick he start hiccing up
You see the ski bitching up
Stand on the stage and it up
Fucking your hoe while you her up
I got the birds like Mighty
Swerve on the curb in the truck
Fuck what you we pulling up
face on the ground nigga pick it up
No (huh-huh)
No (huh-huh)
No (nah)
I'm my own paper
I get bitch and slay her
I'm the I'm not the mayor
Diamonds got my body I got em' bout four layers
I need a bitch look like Drea
bricks off in the mail
Nudie
Ice from Pharrell
I'm a

in the game
Knock at the
Nobody answered had to do a door
My they on the same shit
Had to tell em' what that was for
I know we not from Atlanta nigga what you think them two fingers and thumb for
And they hating on me since I was a lil' boy tell me something I don't know
It's a long road
I put in work but no code
Pen on paper kinko
Never back and won't sell my soul
Real never fold
Say you a but you told
It's hot it ain't cold
Nigga seen the draco and
Nigga acting bold I'm a fuck around and wipe the pussy nose
Strip a nigga out his
Don't like it pay what you owe
back end at the shows
Spanish for
I got the Act in the bag now
But I won't send you a
Dope dressed up in it look like the pope
And get from the gas bags it'll make you choke
If you up, smoke or snort coke
That what float your
This No [?]
Come the goats
(Takeoff!)