Luyện nghe bài hát 4th Quarter

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
out of your budget

1]
4th quarter, 10
We going for the win
Crossover, hit the
Not a on the Jays
Courtside on the
Water diamonds on me,
Look who it out the hood
I just a nigga would
hate me from the bleachers
Niggas on your weakness
I been rolling the creatures
20 thousand for the
I'm just my blessings
Ride up, smoke on pressure
Fuck niggas, on
You allowed in my section
We ain't the degular
You lil are amateurs
so dope, it's embarrassing
Pull up and tell me the
Boy, I'm scene
I'm clean like Listerine
And Maybelline
I cover
but net at the sound of the buzzer

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

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

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

3]
Boy you low class and a
Thank God for the better
My thick as mayonnaise
Now we fucking up the game
Boy you not miss the money train
I treat it like it's Hunger Games
will never want it as bad as I
We are nothing like them other
I just win and shook a hand
I had to go and sanitise
Team strong, this the theme
Got the rings on, celebrate
If I want it, she gon' come to
Never thinking twice or hesitate
make a nigga levitate
Big rocks in that bezzle
Dripped in that Bathing Ape
Silence when I
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Yo, I'm right in it
All your get ready
Only here they paying
Ain't no attention

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