Luyện nghe bài hát AssShots (Remix)

[Intro: DJ (Childish Gambino)]
Is it too to ask for lyrics?
(Alright, alright)
(Royalty has never done a together)
I it's 2014 man, c'mon really
(Well I we would get everybody on the same track)
You niggas learn a lot by now
(I'll go first)
Mountain

[Verse 1: Gambino]
Give a fuck these haters man
I'm the flyest there's ever been
I'm always reppin' Mountain
You my show is sold out
You know my is so loud
still about his business
Stay up out my
Flow so
When niggas talkin' shit, shut mouth, catch what this is
I walk up in the party, we all the bitches
They love how I move, we need a minute
God damn, Summer looking son of Sam, I'm killin' niggas
with models and a couple strippers
She love my music so I in her
Damn I'm decent, Neeson
I'm takin' over, you sober
up and you finished last
I'm crying nigga, that's gas
Woooh, now I'm
Was fire? Bitch you guessed it (Oh shit!)

Steve G Lover]
I bet you I can that ass hot
C'mon bae, drop it a ass shot
Say my will make that ass hot
Song done, it like a ass shot
Boy got they ass hot
Go on nigga, drop 'em like a ass
Jump on this beat and get ass hot
Go on girl, it like a ass shot

[Verse 2:
I am, the prince, two cups,
Our team, got money, hard, so don't hate
off, no way, we run it, it's too late
We smoke sour, that flowers
I just blew, a
My girl, so sweet, like Crème
But still, she hood, like red Kool-Aid
We on top, toupée, I got hits, touché
I just did in one day
I just flew out to
I'm man and still doin' major
Young King so flashy got me like lazers
Atlanta housewife I can make ya Phaedra
So let's play my, I'mma ya
Get bands, head to la playa
My niggas is
My the owner, fuck with 'em get higher
G-lover spit fire, that is saliva
We're riders got Nick Cannon's now
Make 'em drop you Mariah, wassup

[Verse 3:
Start her off with gin and tonic, mine's a
Out in Vegas fool, you know I'm double
your car note, double your mama rent
Ain't shit but house money, I spent a cent
Mo' money mo' problems, yeah that's
I just throw cash at it, that's my issue, it's
So I feed my boo boo hard moo moo bags
If she mo', then girl I miss you, bye
But ain't no lookin'
Cause I it's a salt pile (you salty?)
I'm goin' Chevy with metallic fuckin' gun
No handle, she high tryna figure how
While my auto mobile looks Girls Gone Wild
That's top off, drop offs
dirty with yo' dame
OG sativa baby, watch for that air plane
Fuck with my money, and I'm at your house like the came
You the Swank lion, beast mode, untamed

[Verse 4:
Big homie have you her
She got the dope breath, all white
Packed like Serena, maybe
Shit I don't know, they got ass
So of course he came to give you all courses
And you can't ignore 'em, cause these adore 'em
Words hot, slur 'em
I speak up, so please ho, keep up
Please ho, up
Ok, ok, ok, she getting money, no way
I met her on a Monday, but I fucked her to Sunday
I told her she my Brandy, I'm her one and one Ye
Till she off the driveway in her '97 Hyundai, bitch