Luyện nghe bài hát friday

I don't it, tell me how could you be so low?
(And all in thrilling, new, sound)
babe (Dammit babe)

Blood thicker than water,
Fuck bitches, all alike
Stand up nigga, not the falling
Heart than the Harlem Nights til I met you,
They say the devil wear Prada but I doubt it cause the did bless you
Damn look at that
Short bus shorty, cause you sure is special to the rescue,
Never a ho
Hoes like to hide behavior though
Thought you was a down ass
'Til I that shit a couple days ago, I was home alone
Next thing I know that long ass verse from a song "Control" was on
The room got nearer, the tune got
That's when I the shit playing on your phone
Girl, is that a ringtone?
Shit, not you too
Man the done got you too
Everybody and momma gassed
my momma asked what I'mma do
Decisions,
In case is war, then I load up on all ammunition
If a want problems, my trigger's on auto
I'll make that nobody miss him
Now pack up your shit, you don't in me
I don't need you, I got me,
Same nigga to NYC, bitch
Got a record deal and a college degree,
Two gold plaques, I all the tracks
And I never ever ever lean on Jay-Z,
And after all achievement
nigga never even went and got his teeth fixed
Now you try to play me,
You try to play me? I ought to knock your ass out

TKO (TKO, TKO)
TKO
I understand it, tell me how could you be so low, deo
TKO, you've been after the bell and after all of the whistle blows
to go below the belt, through my chest, perfect hit to the dome
And babe (Dammit babe)
babe (Dammit babe)
Dammit (Dammit babe)

All hail Flacko, bitch, celebrate it
Had the game on lock, streets
Now you lame lookin' devastated
Bet you niggas you never hated, that's the devil ain't it
Fuck that shit, he rich, that shit, he this, fuck that shit, he that
He black, he don't blacks, fuck that shit, he wack
Fuck that shit he raps, fuck that he spits, fuck that bitch
Fuck bitch he with, finished talking shit
Get up off my
The narcissists synonymous with comments the blogs about
Menages with the gossips and the bosses, surprises
I'm and not to mention, in my closet
Is a model chick, grimey gothic fits, inside of it
Besides it I'd deny the shit, shit y'all should stop the
I'm the shit, not just kinda sick, the doc prescribed my
it, click-click, opposite, stop and droppin' shit
'fore poppin' shit, popular to poppin' picks to poppin' tits
She pop her pussy, pop a Xanny, popular for
it rain, she pop that shit, it boosts her confidence (TKO)
Was supposed to stop this shit but spit I forgot some shit (TKO)
Forgot the topic, I hope God forgive you, my common sense (TKO)

I don't understand it, me how could you be so low, deo
TKO, you've been swinging after the bell and after all of the whistle
Tried to go below the belt, through my chest, hit to the dome
And dammit (Dammit babe)
babe (Dammit babe)
Dammit babe (Dammit babe) JT this deja vu right?

All this album of the year talk, claiming they're the best out
I been hot since the Purple Tape and this cuban's my chest out
They keep calling on King Push, this beach chair, I'm out
My is my name, bitch, until I'm gone and it's etched out
I been known to blow a quarter brick on baby hairs and a bun
If I her mine, made her mind, she fall in line and we got somethin'
Memoirs of a millionaire, better I'm a reallionaire
skirt, Fendi work, dress my baby like build-a-bear
Fuck you know about the Tiger of Rollie, fuck you know blowin' bands
Bezel on it like a grand circle, diamonds in it, hands
A1 since day 1, I sold and my name rung
I dope where I came from and it's so dope what I made from it
No lie, know Guy Fish in my bowtie
JT up in the 3 piece and we baby like showtime
She know, we ain't know, try to trap her but she ain't slow
Once she trap you with the DA flow, lights out, TKO, la!