Luyện nghe bài hát Intro: Fuck 12

It's
Huh?

I still don't a fuck how a fuckboy feel
How you gon' keep it real and your not real?
I do it so big, I make a feel little
I can't you why they hating, but I have an idea
You never liked me, probably don't me still
But a liking me ain't never paid my bills
I'm the realest living, let's get one thing clear
And if you get it popping, we can do it right here
I ain't never been embarrassed, I ain't never fear
I got post-traumatic skresses like I shed tears
I ain't even been out 6 months, but I 6 mil
Got a million dollar and a 10 million dollar crib
And my heart done turned like my adlibs
In the going skrt-skrt tryna make a mil
Got these screaming Bling-Blaww, diamonds in my ear
I send my shooters then it's pow-pow, another tear
Yeah 2016, so it's Guwop year
When I was 16, I was making deals
These niggas say they money, I can't really tell
I made more than them and I was in a jail cell

I'ma say it once again, God, fuck 12
A real skreet nigga will never ever 12
Say it once again, God, fuck 12
A real skreet will never ever call 12
Wop, Wop, Wop, Wop

I'm down on that red, this right here gon' get hard. Gon' get hard. Every day I'm fucking harder, I am...

Wop, 12, Wop, fuck 12
Wop, Wop