Luyện nghe bài hát Castro

Yeah,
Whoa, whoa, (yeah)
on me like I'm Castro (yeah)
Bitches I'm Castro, yah
Kickin' bitches I'm Castro (whoa)
cigar nigga
chick, JLo
Dope money,
The double cross you up,
Castro, Castro,

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

EA Sports, I'm in the
I'm in goin' AWOL
I'm at Neimans AWOL
Hit bitch in the A loft
Hair cool but the pussy
Wanna unfuck her, get her pussy
Cuban on your boy, I'm
Hit bitch with a backstroke
Medellín,
Money bags, Fargo
Call my driver, the car go?
100 thousand in my
I get by the cargo
I got whips, no car
I got whips, no
All my cribs got
All my like a maze
so big, they amazed
Still thugging, they
Put me on a with 'Ye
In the rocking 'Ye's
In the with the Js
listening we don't do the phone
They record we say

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

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

Quavo,
My like Pablo
Cuban hoes fall in love with a
treat me like Fabio
Off like shell toes
to the money, velcro
on the top row
Then I jump down, hit you with the
Why do the birds need a plane if can fly?
I be in the field with the fire
So many in the trap, make me cry
My got more oil than Dubai
Riding round with
round with extendo
Never, never, serve ya
Never, never, serve ya
Niggas shooting out the
Niggas at your window
Yeah, you better keep head low
Feds better lay low

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

Anti nigga
Take your girl a pain killer
Just saw a picture of your baby mama
Look like a hit her
finesse me, I'm the finest
AKA, your Highness
I know if she got a snort habit
Or the got sinus
tried to sign us
Baking soda tryna us
Got a red and a gold fork
Shit like the '9'ers
shawty, you a minus
And I say it out of
Cuban change the climate
tall, she can climb it
Sold so damn bags
I coulda went
Watch diamond
On my neck diamond
Simon said, nigga start my shit
Nigga, start
4 rings an Audi
suite, cloudy

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