Luyện nghe bài hát Flewed Out

Damn, this so hard
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[Verse 1: Shane]
I'ma play it at night, girls ringin' my
I sleep at night, 'cause I don't like to sleep alone
When I was high, I sat down, I had a real talk with my demons
She's a real bitch, you why?
'Cause she told me she don't really me
I pour that in my Fanta
I was runnin' Atlanta
I trust her she a dancer
I can't [?] a scammer
[?] don't got no
give a fuck where your man is
Don't pose for no cameras
And I flew that bitch out like I it

Kodie Shane]
Bad lil got flewed out
I took another one I'm on the moon now
Diamonds on me wet like a now
Way too hot, gotta down
She a bad little got flewed out, hey
She a bad little bitch got out, hey
Bad lil bitch got out
I just another one I'm on the moon now, yeah
Way too hot, gotta down
out, hey

[Verse 2: Gates]
Lied to myself again, you believe
I was only fuckin with the weed
But I'm playa numbers on the keys
And [?] payin' 40 for a beat
That nigga but [?]
I point at the platinum color tree
Ain't with the touchin' I'ma go to
Don't the [?] I'ma go to bleachin'
in my pants [?] left with a scratch
Called a of hoes, [?]
from your ex, sent me the at
[?], served like a
[?] like
On the internet, metaphor, men back and forth
pressure quarter like fourth
Hotel [?] the door
Please leave your phone so you record
Not that I don't trust you shit so when you disgruntle
[?] informal when you get
your hair, fuckin' til you get sore
[?] Spanish,