Luyện nghe bài hát Let Me Find Out

This a Tennesse, Alabama, Atlanta connection

Let me find out these niggas hating on the low
And their whole life I get paid for a show
re-up, that's my walk-through
My sneakers, they house note
Think I need a whole thang of Keisha just to to 'em
Small town, big money, baby I boss moves
They say Doe B lane is like T-Pain the auto-tune
Bring out the boom
I'mma sandman niggas
Give you 2 down
Boy, your swag ain't
Let me find out them fake
Let me find out them fake
Let me out your baby 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, trippy
Gang what it is, pimping?
Got so many white friends I 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
let me find out
Let me find, out

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

Let me find out & I'm out
Got 4 no 9's out
I'm recent, timed out
I'm playin' it, you fouled out
You got a foul mouth, you'll get 2
and one with my handgun
Nigga talk about but that's something
You ain't never had your on
Got in Alabama, they still call me Arm & Hammer
See I do it for the
Gutter, not just to get the
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 ho, better come get her
We don't your bitch man
We just wanna have fun her
Okay well let me find out you it
Ridin' around town saving hoes
Nigga she all yours, we shared the bitch
But let me out
She havin' your baby

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

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

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