Luyện nghe bài hát Cut It

Cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it
Cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it
Them bricks is way too hot, you to cut it
price is way too high, you need to cut it
Cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it
Cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it
Them is way too hot, you need to cut it
Your price is way too high, you to cut it

Run up them bands on the
my plug on the celly, yeah
Tell my ex bitch that I'm
Imma off in the 'Rari
Keep 36 by my
go bake me a pie
Keep 45 on my
Fuck my niggas, you die
All of my say blood
All of my say cuz
OT, I found me a
I got it out the mud
Keep it a hundred, no
I in love with the drugs
it down in the tub
Pay me my in dubs
whippin', lookin' like I'm fishin'
Baseball in kitchen, with my arm I'm
Rolie on, glistenin', and my darling, kissin'
Niggas steady so I'm steady grippin'
Dirty on me, got a scale up on me
I don't with phony, 'bout to sell a pony
All niggas on me, all these bitches on me
Say my is good, motherfucker, show me

Cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it
Cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it
Them is way too hot, you need to cut it
Your is way too high, you need to cut it
Cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it
Cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it
bricks is way too hot, you need to cut it
Your price is way too high, you to cut it

Went and bought a 911 with my money
A million up but still ain't never touch my rap
I'm out in LA fuckin' with boy OT
Flew to LA, got a plug on OG
You know been gettin' money if you know me
When I first met my plug, I told him I a hundred Gs
I ain't comin' to get it unless you got a hundred
I don't it, fuck it, your price, you need to cut it
Your ice, you need to tuck it, she fuck me, she lucky
A half a million, all 20s in Gucci luggage
Let's skip the talk, it's time to talk numbers
Young nigga playin' commas, might go get a Lamb for the summer
been outchea in these streets all my life hustlin'
My nigga beefin' then I'm beefin', wrong or right I'm
My traphouse, I it
Put some on my old school and I had to gut it
But I put a roof in?