Luyện nghe bài hát How to Play the Flute

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Don't nobody give a what all that shit talking 'bout, man.
We here some of that, that
Girl, your ass, shake your ass, shake your ass
And you know what I'm
I'm get that in my life.

Diamond, diamond, diamond, my shit (that's my shit)
Oh, (wet), 3-piece, crisp (damn)
Saucey, dripping (dripping), CEO of (CEO)
Curry, wavy, my a bitch
to my city, know I really does this
Third a charm, I'm feeling triumphant (I want it)
I put a little up on my bicuspids
They can only see my eyes of the Cutlass (Who's he?)
She may be cream, baby, her butt big
They treat me like when I'm out in Dublin (They do)
My mama don't like it I be cussing (She don't)
But fuck these motherfuckers, mama, I don't them
It's plush up in the bucket, look, don't touch it, you knew
In the pocket, like I'm Russel, man, I hustle, watch me
In the summer watch me around, I'm 'bout to drop the roof
She hopped up in the whip and I taught her how to play the flute
the flute

Goddamn, they on a player
understand, they need to get they weight up (Okay)
Shazam, have to David Blaine her (What you doin?)
Emoji hands, I'm praying for them (Amen)

Ah-choo, God you, ay
Ah-choo, God you, ay
Ah-choo, God you, ay
Ah-choo, God you, ay
Ah-choo, God you, ay
Ah-choo, God you, ay
Ah-choo, God you, ay
Ah-choo, God you, ay

Aye, little mama,
Skin tone macchiato, we mahi-mahi
On Beach, we have a party La Di Da Di
On my B-I-E 'till I D-I-E, I think I'm king (I I'm king)
You didn't that I would get the peacoat (No!)
Unbutton that motherfucker, but a speedo (Look!)
Who's peeking in my window, Cee-Lo
I was on that Cujo, that Big Gipp and that
Dolce and Gabbana, cappuccino
In that out in Cabo
Amateur, so
Whip this bulky Costco, I'm out here and dodging 5-0
I hit the block with that top low, a rolled with a poncho
But it about to rain on me
Tryna sing up in this bitch, but I on key
Now I stay genuine, I'm the old G
Feeling like John Helwig, check, these eight gold rings
the flute

Goddamn, hating on a player
Don't understand, they need to get weight up (Okay)
Shazam, I'ma to David Blaine her (What you doin?)
Emoji hands, I'm for them haters (Amen)

Ah-choo, God you, ay
Ah-choo, God you, ay
Ah-choo, God you, ay
Ah-choo, God you, ay
Ah-choo, God you, ay
Ah-choo, God you, ay
Ah-choo, God you, ay
Ah-choo, God you, ay