Luyện nghe bài hát Let Me Find Out

This a Tennesse, Alabama, Atlanta homeboy

Let me find out these still hating on the low
And their whole life savings I get paid for a
Their re-up, my walk-through
My sneakers, there they note
I need a whole thang of Keisha just to talk to 'em
Small town, big money, baby I make boss
They say Doe B lane is T-Pain without the auto-tune
Bring out the Apollo
sandman these niggas
Give you 2 thumbs
Boy, your swag ain't
Let me find out fake Guccis
Let me out them fake Louis
Let me find out your baby is a man-eater, she ate my children
Let me find out you juug and I come through like, "Aye buddy
You 25, just trapping?"
Let me out you straight rookie
Taylor Gang, straight
Hustle Gang it is, pimping?
Got so many white I bring back Tommy Hilfiger
A-T-L, let me out
Ten', let me find 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
Nigga let me 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 playin' it, you fouled out
You got a mouth, you'll get 2 shots
Nigga and one with my
Nigga talk about but that's something
You ain't had your hands on
Got folk in Alabama, 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 nigga
You this ho, better come get her
We don't your bitch man
We just have fun with her
Okay well let me find out you it
Ridin' around town just saving
she ain't all yours, we shared the bitch
But let me out
She havin' your though

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

Let me out, Juicy J's your girl's favorite rapper
I'mma fuck her all night and I'mma give her after
I hand cuffing these hoes like shackles
For the green & the like a Green Bay packer
Trippy Man, fuck you pay me, I play like Tom Brady
is my medication, ride presidential like Ronald Reagan
Pussy niggas need to stop hating my flow like cancer patients
Rolex and a new Bugatti, yes I'm ice skating
My last bitch must've a chauffeur, she drove me crazy
No key, that space age, my ignition, I done it
J, that's trippy ho, Taylor Gang that's trippy ho
Smoking on that tree my belt buckle like mistletoe
Who stands your wife?
She just the night
my dick in her mouth & my balls in her hand
Like the was shooting dice
Juicy J, I got long
I got song money
Bitch pour that for me
I rock shows, boy I'm stone

Let me find out (lemme out you nigga isn't who you say you is)
Let me find out (haha you nobody man)
Nigga let me out
(Lemme out you sold 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
Ya'll niggas not let me find out
Nigga let me find out (let me out let me find out)
Bitch let me find out (Ya'll might not let me find out)