Luyện nghe bài hát Castro

Yeah,
Whoa, whoa, (yeah)
Cubans on me like I'm (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 with a backstroke
bitch, JLo
Dope money,
Astronaut, off
John (face off)
In the kitchen, a bake off
She gon' snort her whole damn off
on me like I'm Castro
Hit your 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 goin' AWOL
Hit bitch in the A loft
Hair but the pussy wack
Wanna unfuck her, get her pussy
Cuban on your boy, I'm
Hit your with a backstroke
Medellín,
Money bags, Wells
my driver, where the car go?
100 thousand in my
I get by the cargo
I got whips, no car
I got whips, no
All my got maids
All my like a maze
so big, they amazed
Still thugging, amazed
Put me on a track 'Ye
In the kitchen rocking
In the trenches the Js
Feds we don't do the phone
They everything we say

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

on me like 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 whole face off

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

on me like I'm Castro
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 picture of your baby mama
Look like a hit her
Can't finesse me, I'm the
AKA, it's Highness
I know if she got a snort habit
Or the bitch got
Pyrex to sign us
Baking soda sign us
Got a red stove and a fork
Shit looking the '9'ers
Told shawty, you a
And I say it out of
Cuban links change the
Dick tall, she can it
Sold so damn bags
I went diming
Watch diamond
On my neck look
said, nigga start taking my shit
Nigga, rhyming
4 rings like an
Hotel suite,

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