Luyện nghe bài hát All By My Lonely

[Intro: Lil
go smash
Nah, real shit, know what I'm sayin?
Mario!
I [?] myself you
Ohh, ohh
Oh

Lil Keed]
Hop in the
Hop in the
I'm going
I'm rockin' these shows, not standin' hoes
Not out sad
This for my bros, who here all along
I got back
I dip [?] all by my lonely [?] I spaz
Oh yeah, a new bankroll
Oh yeah, talkin' bout the shit you fold
Oh yeah, I'm ten toes
Oh yeah, and imma keep my

1: Lil Keed]
I never let you go back to what used to
Tryna' show you somethin' different but you didn't have no
You can have a bankroll, yeah I'm Smash, ooh ooh
It wasn't what I thought it was, yeah I had to the truth
Yeah, 'cause I'm in that
Don't I won't shoot out in broad day
Say colored money be the money
Got trap out the four way
And I ain't been a scared nigga
All my young nigga
And all I hang around the
[?] up rastas
My time to shoot at damn head
Yeah real talk with
He handle his and go to bed
He ain't even about you
on ya toes and all baby
Love the way look on ya
That pussy might not be talkin' bout
But you got some looks on you
Wish slimeball got slimed all the way can't even nothin'
I'm with crips but I'm
I'm busting on 250
Hey, hey
Hey, hey

[Hook: Lil
Hop in the
Hop in the
I'm fast
I'm rockin' these shows, not standin' these
Not out sad
for my bros, who been here all along
I got your
I dip [?] all by my lonely [?] nigga I
Oh yeah, this a new
Oh yeah, talkin' bout the shit you can't
Oh yeah, I'm ten toes
Oh yeah, and imma my pole

[Verse 2: Yung
keep my pole
Imma stand ten
ride with my bros
Just a junkie we want smoke
I seen niggas that hard, they fold
Watch niggas go out sad for these hoes
The hoe fucked the gang and they gold
Young cold, never let go
I had me some long nights on that road
Trappin' hard, bout range
Cleveland the snow, go hard
Get a bankroll, yo' card
Nigga be bold, seen so much shit that I never
Yeah this shit gettin' hard but I fold
32 shots in the when I pop and I make them get low
Bitch ain't yeah she know who got them low
I'm Lil Keed, Hood Baby wipe your nose
Pockets stay on swole, haters like dominoes
I fuck around no no, I have young niggas at your front door
I'm in a brand new coupe this so fast
Gotta bag, can't look
is mad, I just laugh
I bust down with the hood, [?]
I bust down my wrist dance
the top on the coupe, blowin' this cash
Just a fan

Lil Keed]
Hop in the
Hop in the
I'm going
I'm rockin' these shows, not these hoes
Not out sad
This for my bros, who here all along
I got your
I dip [?] all by my lonely [?] nigga I
Oh yeah, this a new
Oh yeah, talkin' bout the shit you can't
Oh yeah, I'm standin' ten
Oh yeah, and imma keep my