Luyện nghe bài hát Get Out Yo Feelin's

Started from the bottom, it to the top; they mad
in Maybachs and Wraith drops; they mad
Well it, be mad
(Mustard on the beat, ho!)

Get out yo, get out yo, get out yo, get out yo
Get out yo, get out yo, get out yo, get out your
Get out your feelings, get out feelings
Get out your feelings, get out your

Damn, Mustard back now, me down
Hit a from the back now, wipe me down
Spend it, get it right back now, wipe me
Ooh, my homies sendin' packs now, wipe me
All about the money, never 'bout these
Knock a bitch, then hit a bitch, bounce
I be on my bunny, oh
You look like a hater, mad when I walk through
[?] out in bity plus a bag for the walkthrough
I'm better with
Spendin' less on the argue.. wait, why even
Bitch, who are You mad, huh?
Oh, why they mad
Please, somebody, tell me why mad)
Wish I was doin' bad,
Wish I was bad
Prayin' on a real downfall, that's sad
I'm quick to a nigga the real so quick
Like, stop hatin', get on shit
I'm quick to a nigga the real so quick
Like, hatin', get on your shit, nigga

Get out yo, get out yo, get out yo, get out yo
Get out yo, get out yo, get out yo, get out your
Get out feelings, get out your feelings
Get out feelings, get out your feelings

I'm quick to tell a nigga the real, real
I'm with all the pull ups at the field quick
Pull up with a pair of heels and steal bitch
Shoot a real Perez Hilton, for real, bitch
Yeah, bitches hate these so they emo
I sold my heart and bought a kilo
I just put some on my Eagle
I should this verse inside a needle, yeah, yeah
Once upon a time I was broke, now I'm
Now it's beat through closet with the section
Two bi bitches sent 'em directions
If you do not stretch it then these hoes not (you mad)
I just did another with Mustard (you mad)
Ayy, I just to 400 Summers (you mad)
Now I can move my mama to the (you mad)
You make your daddy wish he a rubber (he mad)

Get out yo, get out yo, get out yo, get out yo
Get out yo, get out yo, get out yo, get out feelings
Get out feelings, get out your feelings
Get out feelings, get out your feelings

You mad
Oh, why they mad
Please, somebody, me why they mad
He mad
I was doin' bad
Prayin' on a real nigga downfall, sad
You mad
Oh, that's why mad
Please, somebody, tell me why mad
He mad
I was doin' bad
Prayin' on a real downfall, that's sad
You mad

Get out yo, get out yo, get out yo, get out yo
Get out yo, get out yo, get out yo, get out feelings
Get out your feelings, get out your
Get out your feelings, get out your