Luyện nghe bài hát All Star

Glohan, you need to up
hell, man
Roll weed out there, you dig?
D, you can't do this to 'em
Ha

Yeah, ooh, hah (Oh man God damn)
Niggas they fake, fu
Yeah, ooh, hah
Niggas they fake, fu
What, ooh, huh
You know what I'm
(Dexter, woah, oh man god damn, woah)

1]
Niggas fake, they fu
I just fuck on your boo
at my pockets they blue
I to trap out the school
Now I be that money
Lil bitch all on me, baby, my honey
(Hold on a bit)

2]
Yeah, huh, get back, lil
on my wrist, that's a fact, lil bitch
Diamonds on my cost racks, lil bitch
Hop in the of the back, lil bitch
Ooh, huh, car
Huh, bad bitch, she a
She wanna geek off a bar
I her a yellow bar
What, huh, yeah, she a
Huh, slap her on the butt
Huh, me a 30 by my gut
These niggas for what, huh
on, huh, yeah
These hating for what, huh
me a 30 by my gut
Run up on me, swear to God, shootin'

Know what I'm
now
Huh,

2]
Ooh, huh, run up on me, I'ma shoot
Run up on me, I'ma shoot
Run up on me, shoot though
Catch lil bitch, man I swear she a cute hoe, what, yeah

Yeah, uh
Hmm, no, I like how this beat go, you
Hah, fake hoe, huh, what, yeah,