Luyện nghe bài hát Jello

Do I 'em? Probably not
I think that y'all prolly fraud, I that my brain is fried

Do not turn my volume
Do not bring your around, only few I'm holding down

Do I 'em? Probably not
I think that y'all prolly fraud, I that my brain is fried

Do not turn my volume
Do not bring your friends around, only few I'm down

Hi, I live a life
Should've twice, wonder who on my side
Life better keepin' two on the side
Need no music when my niggas
We in Van Nuys, black van with some guys
Keep your hand out, waitin' for the appropriate
They ask a question
"Could you at my best friend's birthday party?"
"With your and go crazy, just bring the shotty"
"Bring the loud one the blonde hair"
out with Zayn in a lawn chair
They kicked me out, but I belong
Hear these songs, nigga, see this long hair, see videos
Direct these hoes no budgets though
How the fuck did I land a fuckin' TV
Met all my friends Kanye West and I ain't met him yet

Do I trust 'em? not
I think that y'all prolly fraud, I think my brain is fried

Do not turn my down
Do not bring your around, only few I'm holding down

shaved down to the baby face
Clothes on me, guess Holiday
Fried, no at the restaurant
My sleep schedule like the power here, never on
Feelin' like the past year a whole (uh-oh)
Four cars, a motherfuckin' Escalade
Pack it up like a car (honk, honk)
Bet you know my name from here to Kong, bet I get along
Make some commas, karma, on, watch 'em sing along
Ayy, err, err, knife like dancin' on a knuckle
In the thunder car, up in the Lumma
Incidental, I be better by the
I be better by the winter, I be hoppin' in the
Maybe Tesla for all my missus sittin' in the Volvo,
Shoot 'em like, hmmm, sorry, do it all here

Do I 'em? Probably not
I think that y'all prolly fraud, I that my brain is fried

Do not turn my down
Do not your friends around, only few I'm holding down

Do I trust 'em? not
I think that y'all prolly fraud, I think that my brain is

Do not turn my volume
Do not bring your friends around, few I'm holding down

I'm on the sun, hot
I used to live the guns popped
some records then we moved out
Turned rap the new pop
Bandana, I'm the new Pac
I been blowin' up, I stop
need my niggas in the White House
I do with the white folks
Bring that back to black folks
Flip it, stimulate the flow
Economic, but I ebonics
L.A. me to an asshole
I shoppin' down on Melrose
Still a nigga but I'm different
I been lookin' at the picture
So I don't hear 'em they talkin' to me

I want a friend to fall in love with
Maybe someone I can binge drugs
Livin' a prince but I'm dove-less
Playin' my emotions, you a bitch
Everybody on some gun shit
They don't even know where to it
Cry, nigga, gotta fuckin' back
Gotta leave those soft at the kickback
Splittin' all my like a Kit-Kat
I the night that we slipped up
I could let you know where I'm at
Tell my baby where the brakes at
You I got number one pick stats
me on the field, it's a mismatch
More an eclipse, she couldn't miss that
Puttin' my appearance my chips at

Do I trust 'em? not
I think that y'all prolly fraud, I think that my brain is

Do not turn my down
Do not bring your friends around, only few I'm holding

Do I trust Probably not
I think y'all prolly fraud, I think that my brain is fried

Do not my volume down
Do not your friends around, only few I'm holding down

(La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do-walla, do-walla-walla, do-walla)

(La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do-walla, do-walla-walla, do-walla)

(La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do-walla, do-walla-walla, do-walla)