Luyện nghe bài hát Know Me

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Balenci' (Hmm), shoe on my toe
know me everywhere I go
Codeine (Hmm), double cup her toast
Got rackies, bags coast to coast
Elliot lit my wrist up, diamond cover my fist up
After she suck my (What?), she get kicked out, get kicked up
I ain't cuffing that (No), that ain't on my agenda
Met that bitch in LA, but I her in Atlanta
30 pointers in my chain, going fast in my own
Like Gunna, I drip
Make a smart girl give me
Let the perkys kill my
Break a hundred, tell her keep the
Now the Gucci store my name
Hottest boy in the game

Got two chains, my diamonds glistenin', VV's hit like
I just wanna fuck, no kissin', peasant bitches can't kiss kings (Yeah) No cash register, on ching-ching (Yeah)
Might've that bitch, but she ain't my ting-ting
Let that bitch sneak her snap, let her boyfriend she with me
Say I look like a snack, on baseball bat, they hittin' (Yeah, bling-bling)
No cash register, pockets on ching-ching (Yeah, ching-ching) Might've fucked that bitch, but she ain't my

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I'm TT (Hmm), rolling up the
Bad bitch freaky (Hmm), grab the by her throat
Ice my pinky, AP flooded I need a
Get shot Ricky (Hmm), taking a brown boy for a joke
stripes all on me, cost me 80 for one sock
First I tried to cook it, lost my RILP inside the pot
See 12 and I always book it, had a I was in a cell
380 racks can book me, you all my tickets gon sell

Balenci' (Hmm), shoe on my toe
They me everywhere I go
Codeine (Hmm), double cup make her
Got rackies, getting coast to coast
Got two chains, my diamonds glistenin', VV's hit like
I just wanna fuck, no kissin', bitches can't kiss kings (Yeah) No cash register, pockets on ching-ching (Yeah)
Might've fucked bitch, but she ain't my ting-ting
Let bitch sneak her snap, let her boyfriend know she with me
Say I look a snack, diamonds on baseball bat, they hittin' (Yeah, bling-bling)
No cash register, pockets on ching-ching (Yeah, ching-ching) fucked that bitch, but she ain't my ting-ting