Luyện nghe bài hát Hmmm (Part 2)

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

HMMM!!!!

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

HMMM!!!!

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

HMMM!!!!

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

HMMM!!!!

I'm Superman without the cape
Harden with the Rockets, I took off like a

HMMM!!!!

Niggas it, 'til they make it
I ain't with it, go and get it, patient

HMMM!!!!

Gotta up choppers for the Jays bitch
I bet the
Sound like a hit

HMMM!!!!

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

HMMM!!!!

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

HMMM!!!!

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

HMMM!!!!

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

HMMM!!!!

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

HMMM!!!!

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

HMMM!!!!

Catch me switchin' like I'm speed racin'
Bullets flyin' leave a nigga with his knees

HMMM!!!!

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

HMMM!!!!

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

HMMM!!!!

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

HMMM!!!!

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

HMMM!!!!

Hit a in his eye like cataracts
Fuck on your bed, pussy you can have your mattress

HMMM!!!!

Jays we be cashin'
we be splashin' that
Leave a stuck like a cabbage patch

HMMM!!!!

This shit like a Cul-de-Sac
Juvenile with the pistol, boy you niggas know it

HMMM!!!!

No bro'nem be tweakin'
You they be blowin that
Your up in the cut
And you know she finna throw it

HMMM!!!!

Chopper I be that
I talkin' bout Tekken, but the caliber I take
Your soul that

HMMM!!!!

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

HMMM!!!!

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

HMMM!!!!

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

Yah!

(Laughing)