Luyện nghe bài hát Let It Sing

Nigga tell me, talkin' 'bout some
You percent more in it
(Who's that?)
Nigga you the wheel there

Flexed up, Jean, yes-uh, everything
She trust a nigga, nigga I don't trust a wedding ring
Flexed up, Billy Jean, yes-uh,
She don't a nigga, nigga I don't trust a wedding ring

goin' bada-boom, Yappa goin' bada-bing
Ray Charles, I can't see, Franklin, let it sing
goin' bada-boom, Yappa goin' bada-bing
Ray Charles, I can't see, Aretha Franklin, let it

Sip out the canister, up cannabis
I'm not permitted to into Canada
my manager, Robert Horry in the game
Switch place, stay the same
Bail came in the mail, bust it down, you think I'm Tory Lanez
Broke prayin' for a whole thang, shot the tecs and a load
on 'em like I'm Billy, bought a new hip, then told her "hit me"
Tryna get to me like I'm Tristan,
you think I'm 'bout to let you get me?
You think I'm really to let you bill it?
You you really 'posed to get a Bentley?
All you do is stalk ho's pages,
You cannot afford a payment on a
it professional when you DM me
You know your be all in my business,
Copyin' that I delivered
TMZ I'm fightin' Dreka
We cannot do this in front of the
this shit, she gon' go get a pistol
Know so crazy, probably wanna kill me
How could you me?

Flexed up, Jean, yes-uh, everything
She trust a nigga, nigga I don't trust a wedding ring
Flexed up, Billy Jean, yes-uh,
She don't trust a nigga, nigga I trust a wedding ring

Yappa goin' bada-boom, goin' bada-bing
Ray Charles, I can't see, Aretha Franklin, let it
Yappa bada-boom, Yappa goin' bada-bing
Ray Charles, I can't see, Aretha Franklin, let it

up, let me do what I want,
Gold Rollie, touch, Cutter gon'
In Cali, call me an ally,
You tell me the addi and daddy punch
Crunch time, gotta in the clutch,
Bust down, not the ho with the
Breakin' a pipe, pourin' dope in the cup,
Partner bought it, 'bout to it up
Big Body, doors up, big Jamaican unloadin' the truck
Big weight to go in the trunk,
Bad bitch, give me in the trunk
Just jugg, M in a month,
two-fifty book a show, come
like they got more than us,
Matter of fact, I just up
Shopliftin', recorded us
back on the motorbus
I could remember you treatin' me shitty back then I wasn't important enough
from the back, how I'm grippin' the bitch,
Throwin' dick in her kidney, she up
In the mirror I glisten', the ignition,
The go RAH, when I start it up

Flexed up, Jean, yes-uh, everything
She don't trust a nigga, nigga I don't a wedding ring
up, Billy Jean, yes-uh, everything
She don't a nigga, nigga I don't trust a wedding ring

Yappa goin' bada-boom, goin' bada-bing
Ray Charles, I see, Aretha Franklin, let it sing
Yappa goin' bada-boom, Yappa bada-bing
Ray Charles, I can't see, Aretha Franklin, let it

Ay, me
If I'm not energetic and hunky dory around bitch
I got a motherfuckin' GPS monitor strapped to my leg.
When I got a P.O. tellin' me I can go travel
To spend money, but I can't travel to money.
You know, me for not being enthusiastic, you heard me?
When I got these fuckin' dick on my motherfuckin' back 24 hours a day
wit' me, you heard me?
And now you fuckin' wit' me