Luyện nghe bài hát Keylime OG (Remix)

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Bắt đầu làm bài nào

Rico, Rico, Rico,
Who is Mike going
Aye

I went to Benihana
And I'm sheets and funnel
You a wannabe, who be (woah)
I'm only 'bout the (yeah, yeah, yeah)
See me in the on any day
I'm really that drama (haha, yeah)
And you I keep the heat on me
Ain't talkin' the summer

Smoking Key OG (what?)
And this car got two (it got two seats)
When I hop out it
You can it on me
Handle shit myself
I ain't gon' call (huh, what?)
Keep that on a leash (woah)
Or keep bitch from 'round me
Yeah,

Walkin' wit' a attitude what's the problem? (What's the problem hoe?)
I don't hang DMX I'm with some (huh?) Ruff Ryders
Gas got me high as but no, I ain't the pilot (I ain't the, huh?)
I'm the whole you hangin' (huh?) with a whole biter (yeah)
I was hustling when niggas was wearing Spyder (huh?)
And I'm servin' like I'm workin' in a diner (yeah, yeah)
I been the flame, I just need a lighter (need a lighter)
I'm a doer all these bitches lookin' some mighters (yeah)
With the touch I got the (I got the Midas)
Drinkin' Ace of Spades, you drinkin' cider (apple cider)
When I see that hoe, I'ma fight her (I'ma fuckin' fight her)
Mike Tyson (huh?), fuckin' bite her (bitch, yuh)
Huh, shit! Where my (Where my lighter?)
I know that be the best, I don't need no title (I don't need no title)
Walk up in the ring, who my rival? (Who my rival?)
Nigga fuck that, go grab the (huh, huh, yeah)
Spray the champagne, my nigga's get to (woah, yeah)
Got your mad, she saying we childish (yeah, huh, yeah)
I'm just tryna flex on who doubt it (woah, woah, woah)
Your jewelry fake boy, lookin' real cloudy (Rico, Rico, yeah)
I'm fresh to death, my outfit to have a bounty (yeah)
Walk up in the club, they pat down me (huh, yeah, yeah)
I'm gettin' money while these bitches out lounging (yeah, woah, yeah)
Been workin' all week, my account astounding

Key Lime OG
And car got two seats
I hop out it dank
You-you can it on me
Handle shit myself
I ain't gon' call
Keep that on a leash
Or keep that bitch from me
(Smoking Key OG)
And this car got two
(when I hop out it dank)
You-you can it on me
(Handle shit myself)
I-I ain't gon' call
Keep bitch on a leash
Or keep that bitch 'round me
Yeah,