Luyện nghe bài hát Hmmm (Part 2)

Comin' back to on some Drake shit
Yea we back to back on some Drake shit (x2)
Real niggas we ain't fucking the fake shit
Yea we comin' back to back on Drake shit (x3)
niggas we ain't fucking with the fake shit

HMMM!!!!

Comin' back to back on Drake shit
Trophies but no handshakes for the shit

HMMM!!!!

Flying fast lanes no brake shit
Bobby in a Rari on his shake and bake shit

HMMM!!!!

If a nigga want smoke, he can it
On that GTA shit, leave a nigga

HMMM!!!!

I'm without the cape bitch
Harden with the Rockets, I took off a spaceship

HMMM!!!!

Niggas fake it, 'til make it
I with it, go and get it, stay patient

HMMM!!!!

Gotta load up choppers for the bitch
I bet the
Sound a bass hit

HMMM!!!!

I ain't ask her but I'm outta space shit
Dope so strong it will you're ass a face lift

HMMM!!!!

I'ma keep it brief no case
all my niggas back so you know we finna take shit

HMMM!!!!

Master with this shit like I'm
Aim at your head, give you dots Dalmatians

HMMM!!!!

Freddy in the cut, no
Doctor with the chopper give you like a patient

HMMM!!!!

And bag I be chasin'
with me, lookin' like they Haitian

HMMM!!!!

Crime scene of shell cases
.45 on me pumpin' a gas station

HMMM!!!!

Catch me lanes like I'm speed racin'
Bullets flyin' a nigga with his knees shakin'

HMMM!!!!

Get smoked like the I be facin'
You cap you get gowned like a graduation

HMMM!!!!

When I call you up like you got an ovation
Bullets be thumpin' you a vibration

HMMM!!!!

Hit on your bitch now I feel like I'm
that bitch down, she divide like equations

HMMM!!!!

Fuck your bitch like a
flip a nigga, turn his ass into a nickelback

HMMM!!!!

Hit a nigga in his eye like
Fuck on your bed, pussy you can your mattress back

HMMM!!!!

Jays we be that
Shots we be that
Leave a nigga stuck a cabbage patch

HMMM!!!!

This shit dead like a
Juvenile with the pistol, boy you know it clown

HMMM!!!!

No decline bro'nem be
You know they be blowin
bitch up in the cut
And you know she throw it back

HMMM!!!!

Chopper I be that
I ain't talkin' bout Tekken, but the caliber I
Your with that

HMMM!!!!

Backwoods I can with that
Mix and match designer I can show you can
Go with

HMMM!!!!

Takin' off your helmet, niggas born with
I got a Mac, clickin'' like a mouse
But I'll score that

HMMM!!!!

[Verse 25:
And my to the tic-toc
Pit with your bitch, now her lips locked
In the cut shit 'til my wrist locked
Kyrie to the game and hit the big shot (Aye)
I swear these niggas like Chris Rock
These underneath me like a flip-flop (Aye)
Lil' nineteen changing hip-hop
Tell niggas
Just be ready when the tape

Yah!

(Laughing)