Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck Up The Club

Yeah! This that '63 AMG Ghost
It's that Ace of Spade, girl and it's toast
Nigga let's to it
DJ Khaled!

We just gon' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club,
We just gon' up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby
We just gon' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club,
And you better bring your whole
We gon' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby
We just gon' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club,
We just fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby
Yes any you want to

305 on my plates, a nigga still sellin'
Still tippin' scales, I'm Ross, fit in the Wraith
They too much for the taxes, I got my money in walls
I got all the bitches, I got all the sauce
No reason I lose, the leaders of the new
Got on a couple chains, toy and tennis shoes
Got on my Vacheron, Belaire, my bottles
menage a trois, shawty let's have some fun
Bellas at Wimbledon, of a gentleman
There is no bigger boss, if so then 'em in
I'm talkin' numbers, nigga, I've never fumbled,
Standin' on a ball and I do it when I want it, nigga

We just gon' up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby
We just gon' up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby
We gon' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby
And you better your whole crew
We gon' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby
We just gon' up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby
We gon' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby
Yes, any time you to

4Hunnid! 4Hunnid, Hunnid!
nigga, young nigga, got a gun, run nigga
Painted all the rivers red, blood shit stuck with him
Hustle hard, hard, bad bitches, fuck 'em all
Businessman, businessman, always cut the costs
That's photos, more dough
for everybody, nigga, squad goals
Flex on 'em, like, "Uh oh!"
Entourage, entourage, pullin' up in 4-doors
West coast, my shit, 4Hunnid, that's my clique
Last nigga that beat the up, well, um, that's my bitch
I don't no fucks, I don't give no fucks
40 bands, blew in the club, oh well, nigga, so what?

We gon' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby
We just fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby
We just fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby
And you better bring your crew
We just gon' fuck up the club, baby, up the club, baby
We just gon' fuck up the club, baby, up the club, baby
We gon' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby
Yes any you want to

Aces comin' by the 12 pack, nigga in a Hellcat
GPS on the pack, tell the plug can mail that
Tell the plug they can mail that, young nigga, I'ma sell
Mouth closed, I'll never
say a word and went to jail that
Sauce drippin', I'll fuck 'em up, .40 on me 'til I it up
Big Gotti, I'm up
If under a hunnid it don't cost enough
clubs up like Three Six
I be tearin' plugs up, that street shit
I be fuckin' bitches, they don't need shit
Tell me, where my boss bitches who need shit?
Yeah, these diamonds, not
Trap jumpin', yeah the long
All money got my mind gone
All this money got my gone

We just gon' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club,
We just gon' up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby
We just gon' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club,
And you better bring your whole
We gon' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby
We gon' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby
We just gon' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club,
Yes any time you to