Luyện nghe bài hát Let Me Find Out (Remix)

This a Tennesse, Alabama, Atlanta connection

Let me out these niggas still hating on the low
And their whole savings I get paid for a show
Their re-up, my walk-through
My sneakers, there they house
Think I need a whole thang of Keisha just to to 'em
town, big money, baby I make boss moves
They say Doe B lane is like without the auto-tune
out the Apollo boom
I'mma these niggas
Give you 2 thumbs
Boy, your swag official
Let me find out them fake
Let me find out them Louis
Let me find out baby mama is a man-eater, she ate my children
Let me find out you fake and I come through like, "Aye buddy
You 25, started trapping?"
Let me find out you rookie
Taylor Gang, trippy
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
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, you're out
I'm with it, you fouled out
You got a mouth, you'll get 2 shots
Nigga and one with my
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 that nigga Atlanta say he got a lot of drugs?
Say you
For a plug, bitch you looking at the
I'mma, real nigga
You want this ho, come get her
We want your bitch man
We just wanna fun with her
Okay well let me find out you it
Ridin' around town just hoes
Nigga she all yours, we shared the bitch
But let me out
She your baby though

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 and I'mma give her back after
I ain't hand cuffing these hoes like
For the green & the cheese 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 bitch must've been a chauffeur, she drove me crazy
No key, that space age, my ignition, I made it
Juicy J, that's trippy ho, Taylor Gang that's ho
on that Christmas tree my belt buckle like mistletoe
Who with your wife?
She just spent the
With my dick in her mouth & my balls in her
Like the bitch was dice
Juicy J, I got long
I got 1998 song
Bitch pour that for me
I shows, boy I'm stone money

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