Luyện nghe bài hát Huey Knew

it out, hey
This is a all about how
My life got flipped, turned upside
And if you roll another and keep your mouth shut
I'll tell you how I became the wicked nigga call Young Mind Fuck
out, black out
(Youngin' Del Amo)
out, black out
(Belt by Ferrigamo)
Black out, out, black out, yeah
Ay, out

They speak of me when I raise my voice
I gotta shoot a fucking free to make my point
My leave 'em stuck in the wilderness
You need a backwood to roll to joint
I'm Robin Hood in jeans, you follow me?
Never mind I'm tired of tight
Still in pursuit of happiness in the midst of the
middle fingers to bitches with badges that go oink
(Yeah! Yeah!)
I'm on the with Common Sense
My logic is sound, talk of the
No shit,
Remind 'em of Han on the battlefront
behind Soulo and they backin' up
I just threw my two-step, let her it up
Go on back it up, go on it up...
You dry snitchin', I'm sliding in moist
You annoy women, I anoint these women
You stressin' on my schedule and appointment 'em
They let me cut so much, I bring nigga
I'm lubricant baby
I'm hornier than the section of the band, you understand?
Pick poison, it's your choice

Hey, I'm a youngin from Del Amo
(Lil homie the hood)
Yeah, a belt by Ferragamo
(Yeah I look good)
Hey, just doing want I
This ain't marijuana, please don't tell my

I'ma black out, black out, black out, out
You telling white lies I black out
Black out, black out, out, black out
white horse when I black out
Black out, black out, black out, out
Spark the white then I black out
Even white lives matter I black out
of black paint in-front the white house nigga

Yeah! Yeah!
I hope I'm in iPod
Yeah, 'fore I had a
Was looking for a shortcut to be an
But time it's for the money my nigga
Me and the Ichabod Don got itchy
And I just left Emmet's with a jar and a
I'ma act an ass and a donkey to pin it on
I'm winning no matter the decision's depending on
I'm sinister, a ticking bomb in the Pentagon
The shit I've been on, remember the pen is gone
Your pinnacle's penny pinching, I'm getting for my thoughts
Like Slim Shady in Balmain
Difficult to say I'm impaired, all I seen
I'm Yamborghini High, M-O-B
16 is pint sized to me

Hey, I'm just a youngin Del Amo
(Lil from the hood)
Hey, with a by Ferragamo
(Yeah I look good)
Hey, doing want I wanna
This marijuana, please don't tell my mama

I'ma black out, black out, black out, out
You telling white lies while I out
Black out, black out, out, black out
Pale white when I black out
Black out, black out, black out, out
Spark the white lighter then I out
white lives matter when I black out
Bucket of paint in-front the white house nigga

Young, no shame, Kurt Cobain, son
With a gun in palm, money, pussy, sitting on my mind
No emotion, bottles how I deal with mine
bannies, only time a nigga cross the line
Wrong hand signs'll turn a to Columbine
Yeah, So, B.o.B's top
Front runner, never die clique, the thing you are not
Polo Ralph Lauren is the Glock covered
Pour up medication by the
Sipping oil like we're tryna a ship
So, Teag, and the downers in the mix
Now the film talking 'bout a script
Living my is a gamble
I guess that's the of the set, bet
nothing certain but dirt that bitch wearing that skirt
So I guess that I'm with death
the type of cash cow to get Trump whacked out
Here's the you should ask
What's the without the Da$H
Never had the I could back out
If it's the cash then I act out

Black out, out
Black out, out
Black out, out
out, black out
Yeah, So