Luyện nghe bài hát friday

I understand it, tell me how could you be so low?
(And all in thrilling, new, sound)
babe (Dammit babe)

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

TKO (TKO, TKO)
TKO
I don't understand it, tell me how you be so low, deo
TKO, you've been after the bell and after all of the whistle blows
Tried to go below the belt, through my chest, hit to the dome
And babe (Dammit babe)
babe (Dammit babe)
Dammit (Dammit babe)

All hail Pretty Flacko, bitch, it
Had the game on lock, serenaded
Now you lame mothafuckas lookin'
Bet you wish 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 like blacks, fuck that shit, he wack
that shit he raps, fuck that shit he spits, fuck that bitch
Fuck that he with, finished talking shit
Get up off my
The synonymous with comments from the blogs about
Menages with the gossips and the bosses, fuck
I'm and not to mention, in my closet
Is a model chick, grimey gothic fits, trapped of it
it I'd deny the shit, shit y'all should stop the shit
I'm the shit, not just sick, the doc prescribed my shit
Cock it, click-click, opposite, stop and shit
poppin' shit, from popular to poppin' picks to poppin' tits
She pop her pussy, pop a Xanny, for compliments
Make it rain, she pop shit, it boosts her confidence (TKO)
Was to stop this shit but spit like I forgot some shit (TKO)
Forgot the topic, I hope God forgive you, peep my sense (TKO)

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

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