Luyện nghe bài hát Get Out Yo Feelin's

Started from the bottom, made it to the top; mad
Pull in Maybachs and 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 feelings
Get out feelings, get out your feelings
Get out feelings, get out your feelings

Damn, Mustard back now, wipe me
Hit a model from the now, wipe me down
Spend it, get it back now, wipe me down
Ooh, my sendin' packs now, wipe me down
All about the money, 'bout these honeys
Knock a bitch, hit a bitch, then bounce
I be on my bunny, oh
You look like a hater, mad faces I walk through
[?] out in bity plus a bag for the walkthrough
I'm better time
Spendin' less on the argue.. wait, why argue?
Bitch, who are You mad, huh?
Oh, why they mad
Please, somebody, me why they mad)
I was doin' bad, huh?
Wish I was bad
Prayin' on a real nigga's downfall, sad
I'm quick to tell a nigga the so quick
Like, hatin', get on your shit
I'm quick to tell a nigga the 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 your feelings, get out your

I'm quick to tell a nigga the real, quick
I'm with all the pull ups at the field real
up with a pair of heels and steal your bitch
Shoot a real Perez Hilton, for real, lil'
Yeah, bitches hate these niggas so emo
I sold my heart and bought a kilo
I put some rims on my Eagle
I should sell this verse a needle, yeah, yeah
upon a time I was broke, now I'm flexin'
Now it's beat through closet with the section
Two bi sent 'em both directions
If you do not stretch it then hoes not pressin' (you mad)
I just did another show with (you mad)
Ayy, I just signed to 400 (you mad)
Now I can my mama to the suburbs (you mad)
You your daddy wish he wore 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 your feelings, get out your
Get out feelings, get out your feelings

You mad
Oh, that's why mad
Please, somebody, me why they mad
He mad
Wish I was bad
Prayin' on a real nigga downfall, sad
You mad
Oh, that's why mad
Please, somebody, me why they mad
He mad
I was doin' bad
Prayin' on a nigga 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 feelings
Get out your feelings, get out your