Luyện nghe bài hát Funeral

[Verse 1:
Actually you was cool, for a
I thought that we was cool for a minute, we went to for a minute
Yeah she [?] I hit it, I admit it
I'm that good feeling, when yo up in the ceiling
Rub yo when I hit it
Ye these bars make you lift up
I'm in your like a sit-up
Ice cream yeah, it just got my wrist up
5k Raf on your pants, yo big butt

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I had a [?] she eat me like some feast
Wanna split me like a swisher but we smoking backwoods I'm
Balling [?], coloured hair 'cos a leader she
Mad 'cos I ain't kiss her now, she pop a xan and act but she listen
This money first you, trippin' it so different on Twitter the verse if you
Got a bag then come get it just thanks for nothing you 'cos you
Swallowed and should of it and [?] chrome kitted my
Momma said go and get it 'cos niggas be all frilly like like
I don't get it, how come niggas be bluffing your
a [?]

[Verse 3:
TPC
I love the club
If I let you borrow the flow you bring it back though
I'm tryna ball Kobe, yeah with the afro
I get that then jog, run through the back though
Japan smoking eight, yeah uh grapes
I you lost this side, she tryna troll the high
Posting weak shit, flexing, but she need a ride
And we just hit, Neiman Marcus I got the slides
ribs, yeah you busting out your thighs
Flat screen, yeah I need that shit real
Next house, I the pool with the fucking slide
And I ain't shit slide
TPC

[Verse 4:
I got a cougar a Ruger, she don't even listen to my music
But some' about that ratchet, take her in the Gucci snatch it
Her eyes bigger than her closet and, my pride bigger than that I'm sorry
be coppin' gucci, and you thinking I'm next to do it
Girl you what you talking, I got it [?]
You it like Randy Moss while I'm shroomy tripping get losty huh