Luyện nghe bài hát Cut It (Remix)

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 bands on the regular
Hittin' my plug on the celly,
Tell my ex that I'm sorry
Imma skate off in the
Keep 36 by my
Imma go me a pie
Keep 45 on my
Fuck my niggas, you die
All of my say blood
All of my say cuz
OT, I me a plug
I got it out the mud
Keep it a hundred, no
I fell in love with the
it down in the tub
Pay me my in dubs
Water whippin', like I'm fishin'
Baseball in kitchen, my arm I'm pitchin'
on, it's glistenin', and my darling, kissin'
Niggas steady so I'm steady grippin'
money on me, got a scale up on me
I don't fuck with phony, 'bout to 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
bricks 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 is way too high, you need to cut it

Went and bought a 911 my trap money
A million up but still never touch my rap money
I'm out in LA fuckin' that boy OT
to LA, got a plug on that OG
You I've been gettin' money if you know me
When I first met my plug, I him I piss a hundred Gs
I comin' to get it unless you got a hundred piece
I want it, fuck it, your price, you need to cut it
Your ice, you need to tuck it, she with me, she lucky
A half a million, all 20s in that Gucci
Let's skip the small talk, it's to talk numbers
Young nigga with commas, might go get a Lamb for the summer
I've been outchea in these all my life hustlin'
My beefin' then I'm beefin', wrong or right I'm bustin'
My traphouse, I it
Put Forgis on my old school and I had to gut it
But should I put a in?