Luyện nghe bài hát Let Me Find Out

This a Tennesse, Alabama, Atlanta connection

Let me find out niggas still hating on the low
And their whole life savings I get 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, I make boss moves
They say Doe B lane is T-Pain without the auto-tune
Bring out the boom
I'mma these niggas
Give you 2 thumbs
Boy, your swag official
Let me find out them fake
Let me find out fake Louis
Let me find out baby mama is a man-eater, she ate my children
Let me out you fake juug and I come through like, "Aye buddy
You 25, started trapping?"
Let me find out you rookie
Taylor Gang, straight
Gang what 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
Nigga let me 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 with it, you fouled out
You got a mouth, you'll get 2 shots
and one with my handgun
Nigga about dough but that's something
You ain't never had your on
Got folk in Alabama, they still call me Arm &
See I do it for the
Gutter, not just to get the
Hey who nigga 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, better get her
We don't your bitch man
We just wanna have fun her
well let me find out you channeled it
Ridin' around town just hoes
she ain't all yours, we shared the bitch
But let me out
She your baby though

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

Let me out, Juicy J's your girl's favorite rapper
I'mma fuck her all and I'mma give her back after
I hand cuffing these hoes like 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, ride like Ronald Reagan
Pussy niggas need to stop hating my flow sick like patients
Rolex and a new Bugatti, yes bitch I'm ice
My bitch must've been a chauffeur, she drove me crazy
No key, that space age, my ignition, I made it
Juicy J, that's ho, Taylor Gang that's trippy ho
on that Christmas tree my belt buckle like mistletoe
Who stands with your
She just the night
With my dick in her mouth & my balls in her
the bitch was shooting dice
Juicy J, I got money
I got 1998 money
Bitch that Patron for me
I rock shows, boy I'm money

Let me out (lemme find 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
let me find out (let me find out let me find out)
Bitch let me find out (Ya'll niggas might not let me out)