Luyện nghe bài hát Highs & Lows

Now I was it big all on my own
wood grain and riding on chrome
Sprinkling everywhere that I go
Cause all these horny girls fuck
Now I was old riding slamming my doors
Recline, shine like a 'suppose to
Life ain't nothing but a EQ of and lows
EQ's and lows

I got more than your amount, in your account
Young Krizza out the south
So it's down,
I you a hater if you can't see that a player
With this diva, major leaguer and fuchsia alligators
got me fucked up, I'm never slipping never tricking
For no treats that for free up on these streets if it ain't Halloween
And while these boppers on my dick I swear they trying to fuck my whip
Cause my paint was candy sour, apple
I pull the baddest broads up out they drawers and barely
If you ain't winning in game then you've barely played
If you ain't buying what you then you barely paid
if you didn't see me hiding then you barely hate cause

I was it big all on my own
Gripping grain and riding on chrome
Sprinkling game that I go
Cause all these horny girls fuck
Now I was old riding slamming my doors reclining, shinning like a pimp suppose to
ain't nothing but an EQ of highs and lows
EQ's highs and

I got everything you want, everything you
Damn right, I'm the nigga out, you liable to freeze
Never ever bring girl around she liable to leave
She ain't never been around a pimp, she was to see
I'm out these [?] that fliest of the that was freshin up the fly
I'm major in the pimping I'm just on the side
For the with the trim and the teriyaki tires and
The plane that take off if I don't ride
Oh so live like pay per view I show you what do
Make her popping and it slide back and forth like a fader do
I'm feezle
Swear My hater proof
Only me myself and I is who I cater,

I was here big all on my on
Gripping good grain and on chrome
game everywhere that I go
Cause all these horny girls fuck
Now I was old school slamming my doors
Reclining shinning like a suppose to
Life ain't nothing but a EQ of and lows
EQ's and lows

I'd be with you, yeah yeah
Said I'd be with you
I'd be with you, yeah
I'd rather be with you

I was here big all on my on
Gripping good grain and on chrome
Sprinkling everywhere that I go

Now I was old riding slamming my doors
Reclining shinning a pimp suppose to
ain't nothing but a EQ of highs and lows
An EQ of and lows.