Luyện nghe bài hát Jello

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

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

Do I trust 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

Hi, I a wonderful life
died twice, wonder who on my side
Life better keepin' two on the side
Need no when my niggas arrive
We in Van Nuys, van with some white guys
Keep hand out, waitin' for the appropriate time
ask a question like
"Could you at my best friend's birthday party?"
"With your friends and go crazy, bring the shotty"
"Bring the loud one with the hair"
Makin' out with in a lawn chair
They kicked me out, but I belong
Hear songs, nigga, see this long hair, see these videos
Direct these with 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 Probably not
I think that prolly fraud, I think that my brain is fried

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

Just shaved down to the baby
on me, guess it's Holiday
Fried, no sides at the
My schedule like the power here, it's never on
Feelin' like the year a whole escapade (uh-oh)
Four cars, need a Escalade
it up like a clown car (honk, honk)
Bet you know my from here to Hong Kong, bet I get along
Make some commas, karma, come on, '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,
'em down like, hmmm, sorry, do it all here

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

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

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

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

I'm on the sun, hot
I used to where the guns popped
Made some records we moved out
Turned rap the new pop
Bandana, I'm the new Pac
I been blowin' up, I stop
They need my niggas in the House
I do business with the white
Bring that money to black folks
Flip it, the cash flow
Economic, but I ebonics
L.A. me to an asshole
I shoppin' down on Melrose
Still a but I'm livin' different
I been lookin' at the bigger
So I don't hear 'em when they to me

I just 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 dumb
Everybody talkin' on gun shit
They don't even where to bust it
Cry, nigga, gotta fuckin' kick
Gotta leave those soft niggas at the
Splittin' all my problems a Kit-Kat
I finessed the night we slipped up
I could let you know I'm next at
Tell my baby girl where the at
You know I got number one stats
Catch me on the field, it's a
like an eclipse, she couldn't miss that
Puttin' my where my chips at

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

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

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

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