Luyện nghe bài hát Cricketz

1]
I remember when use to rock in tight jeans with Ice Creams
Or ridin' a skateboard it was like seeing, to lames
Who was afraid of
If my finger could speak then I say the same man
I my name....call me legacy bitch
Mrs. Sweetheart AKA let me see tits doing too much like a back flip
stay skinny like I starve my fabric
Where da at? hellur I found you
No I give a F word about you
I do me leave us
Why you do you and go hump a clone
Get it?
Aye, another thing
You'll never see me care about another jeans
I don't even know, like all through the year
Like everywhere I go the only that I hear is

(Da da da da) New
(da da da da) tight
(Da da da da) New
(da da da da) jeans
Oh my God, why jeans so tight!?
Oh my, oh my, oh my God, why they so tight!?
Yea I rock
Yea I rock, yea I, yea I rock (So what?)
Yea I rock, yea I, yea I skinnies (So what?)
Yea I rock, yea I, yea I skinnies
(If you got something to say then please up)
(they like to me)

2]
Look, I scoot back let me give y'all your
get money best believe I'ma get mine
I see and I'm looking at them
please let me breathe'
Why y'all niggas hatin' on my skinny
Fresh kicks like a magician
He must be missing the simple that I'ma get it
You ain't it
clothing outfits you like this
Brothers actin' like cactus
comin' up hard
But they like fabric
They sayin' they the best like Khaled
They chose me, obvious I meant for the best
Skinny jeans sag low and I know y'all know the
I'm Ben J bro' why dudes wanna trip?
Even though I to flash
Get it? jerkin' in my
just keep it straight like no one else
Bright is here New Boyz, is near, ha!

[Verse 3 -
Hah!
One verse hurt
Get as the ghost of Mike, rises
jeans,
Na nigga I get hyphy
So you think you can dance in fake Nikes?
Lock ya old ass low lil Ron Isley
I been icy Minute Maid made Hi-C
Tellin' me she Pisces do signs
Do check signin's Towmry
I'm wit' the power with the the fame will blind ya
And bitch I'm fuckin' see no evil
Below the zeros more funs ta throw
got the strip pole
Leave ya jeans at the
Girls with the Speedos I'm grown I don't do
New Boyz wit' new
Other niggas Brunos, homies homos
I'm Money squad up GD Copo
I get dem cheese cheese no nachos
Tyga man like Vatos da da da

(They cricketz to me)