Luyện nghe bài hát Jello

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

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

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

Hi, I live a wonderful
died twice, wonder who on my side
Life always keepin' two on the side
Need no when my niggas arrive
We in Van Nuys, black van with white guys
Keep your out, waitin' for the appropriate time
ask a question like
"Could you perform at my friend's birthday party?"
"With your friends and go crazy, bring the shotty"
"Bring the loud one with the hair"
Makin' out Zayn in a lawn chair
They me out, but I belong here
these songs, nigga, see this long hair, see these videos
Direct these hoes no budgets though
How the did I land a fuckin' TV show?
Met all my friends Kanye West and I ain't met him yet

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

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

Just down to the baby face
Clothes on me, it's Holiday
Fried, no sides at the
My sleep schedule like the here, it's never on
Feelin' like the year a whole escapade (uh-oh)
Four cars, need a motherfuckin'
it up like a clown car (honk, honk)
Bet you know my name from here to Hong Kong, bet I get
Make commas, karma, come on, watch 'em sing along
Ayy, err, err, butter knife dancin' on a knuckle
In the car, rocked up in the Lumma
Incidental, I be better by the
I be better by the winter, I be hoppin' in the
Tesla for all my missus sittin' in the Volvo, damn
Shoot 'em like, hmmm, sorry, do it all here

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

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

Do I 'em? Probably 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, only few I'm down

I'm on the sun, hot
I used to where the guns popped
some records then we moved out
Turned rap the new pop
Bandana, I'm the new Pac
I blowin' up, I can't stop
They my niggas in the White House
I do business with the folks
Bring money back to black folks
Flip it, stimulate the cash
Economic, but I speak
L.A. turned me to an
I been down on Melrose
Still a nigga but I'm livin'
I been at the bigger picture
So I don't hear 'em when talkin' to me

I just want a friend to fall in with
Maybe I can binge drugs with
Livin' like a but I'm dove-less
Playin' my emotions, you a bitch
Everybody talkin' on some gun
They don't even where to bust it
Cry, nigga, fuckin' kick back
Gotta leave those soft at the kickback
Splittin' all my problems like a
I the night that we slipped up
I let you know where I'm next at
Tell my girl where the brakes at
You know I got one pick stats
me on the field, it's a mismatch
More like an eclipse, she miss that
Puttin' my where my chips at

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

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

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

Do not my volume down
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)