Luyện nghe bài hát Frio

Smokin' weed to
just me and mi amigos (uh)
And we feelin' gold
up like CeeLo (yeah)
John shades
Mobbin' like a Beatle (like a Beatle, yeah)
And I'm so cold, "hace frio"
Yeah, yeah, bling, bling,

1]
My accountant
Said I gotta be more
I told 'em, that's
We can start when I get back from
Got a pool with the view and the scenery
And I'm comin' back lookin' tan as like a Navajo
Bling, bling,
don't get the picture like they service sucks
Bet they hear me now, yeah they've of us
Hit the runnin', on my hurry up
Landed on the first shot
the birdie putt
And if you call me out, call an
And I'm rollin' up the tree it's the pot of gold
Got a model thing that lick me like an
Put her on the plane, I'm sayin'
That's a lot of

Smokin' weed to
just me and mi amigos (uh)
And we like gold
up like CeeLo (yeah)
John Lennon
Mobbin' around a Beatle (like a Beatle, yeah)
And I'm so cold, "hace frio"
Bling, bling,

2]
It get when you out here dog
Guess I needed this Gucci fur all
Got my girl, the his and to top it off
And she's cool if we just kick it like a mom
Got a up in the morning I ain't packin' for it
Got a meetin' a suit but I ain't slackin' off
I don't own a fuckin' pair of slacks at all
Talkin' M's in my F's dog off
I don't bend, I don't
My too real to be fake
I got no to engage
In all the games that they
'Cause it can in a day
The people that safe
The who ain't in my way
Now I'm doin' shit I promised I would do
With some fake chicks, feel like Terry Crews
Got a nice watch, so they watch my move
Hit my phone but ain't ever gettin' through