Luyện nghe bài hát Let Me Find Out

This a Tennesse, Alabama, Atlanta homeboy

Let me find out niggas still hating on the low
And their whole life savings I get for a show
Their re-up, that's my
My sneakers, they house note
Think I need a whole thang of just to talk to 'em
Small town, big money, I make boss moves
They say Doe B lane is T-Pain without the auto-tune
Bring out the boom
I'mma sandman niggas
Give you 2 thumbs
Boy, your ain't official
Let me out them fake Guccis
Let me find out them Louis
Let me find out your mama is a man-eater, she ate my children
Let me find out you fake juug and I come like, "Aye buddy
You 25, started trapping?"
Let me find out you straight
Taylor Gang, straight
Hustle what it is, pimping?
Got so many friends I bring back Tommy Hilfiger
A-T-L, let me out
Memphis Ten', let me out
M.I.A., N-Y-C, Texas, Cali,

Let me out
Let me out
Nigga let me out
Let me find, out

Let me out
Let me out
let me find out
Let me find, out

Let me out & I'm ridin' out
Got 4 no 9's out
I'm recent, timed out
I'm with it, you fouled out
You got a foul mouth, you'll get 2
Nigga and one my handgun
Nigga talk about but that's something
You ain't never had your on
Got folk in Alabama, still call me Arm & Hammer
See I do it for the
Gutter, not to get the glamor
Hey who that from Atlanta say he got a lot of drugs?
Say you
For a plug, you looking at the plug
I'mma, real young
You want this ho, come get her
We want your bitch man
We just have fun with her
Okay well let me out you channeled it
Ridin' around just saving hoes
Nigga she ain't all yours, we the bitch
But let me out
She havin' your baby

Let me out
Let me out
Nigga let me out
Let me out
Let me find out (Let me out, let me find out)
Let me out
let me find out (Let me find out, let me find out)
Bitch let me out

Let me find out, Juicy J's girl's favorite rapper
I'mma fuck her all night and I'mma her back after
I ain't hand cuffing these hoes shackles
For the & the cheese like a Green Bay packer
Trippy Man, fuck you pay me, I come play Tom Brady
Kush is my medication, presidential like Ronald Reagan
niggas need to stop hating my flow sick like cancer patients
Rolex and a new Bugatti, yes I'm ice skating
My bitch must've been a chauffeur, she drove me crazy
No key, that age, my ignition, I done made it
Juicy J, that's trippy ho, Gang that's trippy ho
Smoking on that Christmas tree my belt buckle mistletoe
Who stands with your
She spent the night
With my dick in her mouth & my in her hand
Like the was shooting dice
J, I got long money
I got 1998 money
Bitch pour that for me
I shows, boy I'm stone money

Let me out (lemme find out you nigga isn't who you say you is)
Let me out (haha you niggas nobody man)
Nigga let me out
(Lemme find out you your soul for them joint nigga)
Let me find, out
Bitch let me out (let me find out let me find out)
Let me out
niggas might not let me find out
Nigga let me find out (let me out let me find out)
Bitch let me find out (Ya'll niggas might not let me out)