Luyện nghe bài hát I Can

Yuh, yuh, yuh, huh,

I can, I can, I can
I will, I am gon count out bands
I bought a brand new time
And it came with a bad bitch
I bought a pyrex pot put it to my wrist
And I at it dance
Dasher, Rudolph, and
Percocet, molly, and (percy)

on the gazebo
Pulling up like Z-Bo
I am to kilos
Fifty members got Rico
nigga trapped by the peep-hole
Late to the game got your seat
You tried to pull up that little bowl
My niggas pull up with that
stouts, eggrolls
Ain't having clout doing shows
Everybody she the cheap hoe
I'm on my bad
I pull up it's the Migos
Bleed til your girl her knees close
Cuz' we shooting shots like
coming three ways like Cee Lo (three)

I can, I can, I can
I will, I am
Gon' count out bands
I bought a brand new piece
And it came with a bad pants
I bought a pyrex pot put it next to my and I look at it dance
Dasher, Rudolph, and
Percocet, molly, and (percy)

Codeine on top of my
Right by the extra handgun
told me I couldn't, when I can
We make transactions off a Samsung (brrt)
I beat the pot both arms (beat it up)
I keep that drink when that drought
from Cuba, it's a mile run (12)
Act in my pimp cup feel like Don
forget where you came from (no!)
Preach to niggas like Farrakhan (preach)
I you lil niggas like Daniel Son
Then blow up the like Saddam (Hussein)
I'm at the top of the
I fuck her til it's numb (ay)
Hundred round
I'm in the slums, grippin' some, no Poupon
Uh

I can, I can, I can, I will, I am
Gon' count out them
I bought a brand new time
And it came with a bad bitch (woo)
I bought a pot put it next to my wrist
And I at it dance (skrt)
Dasher, Rudolph, and
Percocet, molly, and (percy)

Call up Migos, the work like the Mexicans
to the OG, I'm a veteran
Breakdown the backwood fill up with
I'm on the molly, percocet, and
Shoot with the chopper, I might hit granddad
We the nigga, you ride the bandwagon
You get it
We young rich and we been
Long hair don't care like I'm Lenny
niggas only you pussy faggots
Bought a new chain, it 20 Savage
Bricks now, to serve crack addicts
My bitch Mariah, no Nick Cannon
My young wild'n out with the cannon
Still flex on my ex bitch she stand it
20 bags from LA, they landed
Graduated from trap school, did
Walk in the strip like the marching band
Four on me
Nigga I might not your hand (young rich nigga)
Mexicans strapped a Taliban
I can hear the snake on my neck
All water like a nigga was paddling
and Actavis mix up the medicine
Perc and the lean I bet you better then
Eatin' at Cheetahs, I guess I'm a
I want the I don't talk to the middleman
Geeked the whole trap up, I me some Ritalin
my best friend first name is Benjamin
Three bitches, salt pepper and the
fuck the law we be breakin' and bendin' them
No more bags now, we sendin' them
Old school dirty bird, Brian
Used to a bag now I got ten of them

I can, I can, I can
I will, I am
Gon' count out bands
I bought a new time piece
And it came with a bad pants
I bought a pyrex pot put it to my wrist
And I look at it
Dasher, Rudolph, and
Percocet, molly, and (percy)