Luyện nghe bài hát friday

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

Blood thicker water, right
Fuck bitches, they all
Stand up nigga, not the falling
Heart blacker the Harlem Nights til I met you,
They say the wear Prada but I doubt it cause the Lord did bless you
Damn at that body
bus shorty, cause you sure is special Cole to the rescue,
Never a ho
Hoes like to their behavior though
Thought you was a down ass
'Til I found that shit a couple ago, I was home alone
Next thing I know that long ass verse from a called "Control" was on
The got nearer, the tune got clearer
when I seen the shit playing on your phone
Girl, what is that a
Shit, not you too
Man the done got you too
Everybody and their momma
Even my momma what I'mma do
Decisions,
In case this is war, then I load up on all
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 you, I got me, bitch
Same nigga moved to NYC,
Got a record deal and a degree, bitch
Two gold plaques, I produced all the
And I ever ever lean on Jay-Z, bitch
And all that achievement
Real nigga never even went and got his teeth
Now you try to me, bitch?
You try to fuckin' play me? I ought to knock ass out

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

All hail Pretty Flacko, bitch, it
Had the game on lock, streets
Now you mothafuckas lookin' devastated
Bet you wish you never hated, that's the devil ain't it
Fuck that shit, he rich, fuck shit, he this, fuck that shit, he that
He black, he don't like blacks, that shit, he wack
Fuck that shit he raps, fuck that shit he spits, fuck that
Fuck that bitch he with, talking shit
Get up off my
The narcissists synonymous with comments from the 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
Besides it I'd deny the shit, shit should stop the shit
I'm the shit, not just kinda sick, the doc prescribed my
Cock it, click-click, opposite, stop and shit
'fore poppin' shit, from popular to poppin' to poppin' tits
She pop her pussy, pop a Xanny, popular for
Make it rain, she pop shit, it boosts her confidence (TKO)
Was supposed to stop this shit but spit like I some shit (TKO)
Forgot the topic, I hope God you, peep my common sense (TKO)

I don't it, tell me how could 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, hit to the dome
And dammit (Dammit babe)
Dammit (Dammit babe)
Dammit babe (Dammit babe) JT like deja vu right?

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