Luyện nghe bài hát 4th Quarter

way, way up
Know always us
in God we trust
Soon as I up
Count, count, up
man that I trust
Paper's full of kush
Balling out of budget

1]
4th quarter, 10
We going for the win
Crossover, hit the
Not a stain on the
Courtside on the
Water diamonds on me,
who made it out the hood
I just wish a nigga
Niggas hate me the bleachers
preying on your weakness
I been with the creatures
20 for the feature
I'm just my blessings
up, smoke on that pressure
Fuck niggas, on
You allowed in my section
We the regular degular
You lil are amateurs
Swagger so dope, embarrassing
Pull up and me the damages
Boy, I'm scene
I'm super clean like
And Maybelline
I cover
but net at the sound of the buzzer

way, way up
Know always us
in God we trust
as I wake up
Count, count, up
Only man that I
full of that kush
Balling out of budget

2]
4th for the win
Bryant with the spin
Clint Porter's on the
Dwayne Wade the bands
Swaggy Dell the sauce
with the law
Hit the 40 it's mine
In case you for the floss
Go ahead, big
Taking care of my
Taking of my daughter
And my son his father
I'mma be totally
I'm in that new designer
I'mma be honest
But some of these vagina
Keep it 1000
I promise, I promise, I
Your niggas straight outta
we came to fuck up some commas
Niggas will sleep, in pyjamas
Wake up the beast, we got a
Jump in that water, you see piranhas
He thinking he balling, I pull up him

way, way up
Know always us
in God we trust
Soon as I up
Count, count, up
man that I trust
Paper's of that kush
out of your budget

3]
Boy you low and a featherweight
Thank God for the days
My chick thick as
Now we fucking up the game
Boy you better not miss the money
I treat it like it's Hunger Games
They will never it as bad as I
We are like them other guys
I win and shook a hater hand
I had to go and sanitise
Team strong, this the song
Got the rings on, nigga
If I want it, she gon' come to
Never thinking or even hesitate
Kush make a nigga
Big rocks in bezzle face
Dripped in that Bathing Ape
Silence I meditate
[Small
Yo, I'm back in it
All whips get ready
here cause they paying
Ain't no attention

way, way up
Know it's us
Know in God we
Soon as I up
Count, count, up
man that I trust
Paper's of that kush
Balling out of your