Luyện nghe bài hát Castro

Yeah,
Whoa, whoa, (yeah)
Cubans on me I'm Castro (yeah)
like I'm Castro, yah
Kickin' like I'm Castro (whoa)
Cuban cigar
chick, JLo
Dope money,
The cross you up, eyeball
Castro, Castro,

on me like I'm Castro
Hit your bitch a backstroke
bitch, JLo
Dope money,
Astronaut, off
Travolta (face off)
In the kitchen, a bake off
She snort her whole damn face off
Cubans on me I'm Castro
Hit your bitch with a
bitch, JLo
Dope money,
Astronaut, off
John (face off)
In the kitchen, have a off
She gon' her whole damn face off

EA Sports, I'm in the
I'm in goin' AWOL
I'm at goin' AWOL
Hit your bitch in the A
Hair cool but the pussy
unfuck her, get her pussy back
Cuban on boy, I'm Castro
Hit bitch with a backstroke
Medellín,
bags, Wells Fargo
Call my driver, the car go?
100 in my cargo
I get by the cargo
I got whips, no car
I got whips, no
All my got maids
All my like a maze
Shit so big, amazed
Still thugging, amazed
Put me on a with 'Ye
In the kitchen 'Ye's
In the with the Js
Feds we don't do the phone
record everything we say

Cubans on me I'm Castro
Hit your bitch a backstroke
bitch, JLo
Dope money,
Astronaut, off
Travolta (face off)
In the kitchen, have a off
She gon' snort her whole face off

Cubans on me I'm Castro
Hit bitch with a backstroke
bitch, JLo
Dope money,
Astronaut, off
John (face off)
In the kitchen, a bake off
She gon' her whole damn face off

Quavo,
My life like
hoes fall in love with a nigga
They'll me like Fabio
Off white like toes
Stick to the money,
on the top row
Then I jump down, hit you the elbow
Why do the birds need a plane if they can
I be in the field with the fire
So many in the trap, make me cry
My styrofoam got more oil Dubai
Riding round with
Riding round extendo
Never, never, serve ya
Never, never, ya kinfolk
Niggas shooting out the
Niggas shooting at window
Yeah, you better keep head low
Feds watching lay low

Cubans on me like I'm
Hit your bitch with a
bitch, JLo
Dope money,
Astronaut, off
Travolta (face off)
In the kitchen, have a off
She snort her whole damn face off

Anti lame
your girl like a pain killer
Just saw a of your first baby mama
Look a train hit her
finesse me, I'm the finest
AKA, it's Highness
I know if she got a snort habit
Or the got sinus
Pyrex to sign us
Baking tryna sign us
Got a red and a gold fork
Shit looking like the
shawty, you a minus
And I say it out of
Cuban change the climate
Dick tall, she can it
Sold so many bags
I went diming
Watch diamond
On my neck look
Simon said, nigga start my shit
Nigga, rhyming
4 rings an Audi
suite, cloudy

Cubans on me like I'm
Hit your with a backstroke
bitch, JLo
Dope money,
Astronaut, off
Travolta (face off)
In the kitchen, a bake off
She gon' snort her damn face off