Luyện nghe bài hát Let Me Find Out (Remix)

This a Tennesse, Alabama, Atlanta homeboy

Let me out these niggas still hating on the low
And whole life savings I get paid for a show
Their re-up, my walk-through
My sneakers, they house note
Think I need a thang of Keisha just to talk to 'em
Small town, big money, baby I make boss
They say Doe B lane is like without the auto-tune
Bring out the Apollo
I'mma sandman these
you 2 thumbs down
Boy, your swag ain't
Let me out them fake Guccis
Let me find out them Louis
Let me find out your baby is a man-eater, she ate my children
Let me find out you fake juug and I through like, "Aye buddy
You 25, just trapping?"
Let me find out you straight
Taylor Gang, trippy
Hustle what it is, pimping?
Got so many white friends I bring 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 find out & I'm out
Got 4 no 9's out
I'm recent, you're out
I'm playin' with it, you out
You got a foul mouth, get 2 shots
Nigga and one with my
Nigga about dough but that's something
You ain't never had hands on
Got folk in Alabama, they still call me Arm &
See I do it for the
Gutter, not to get the glamor
Hey who nigga from Atlanta say he got a lot of drugs?
Say you
For a plug, bitch you at the plug
I'mma, real nigga
You want this ho, come get her
We don't want your man
We just have fun with her
well let me find out you channeled it
Ridin' around town just saving
Nigga she ain't all yours, we 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 find out (Let me out, let me find out)
Let me out
Nigga let me find out (Let me out, let me find out)
let me find out

Let me find out, J's your girl's favorite rapper
I'mma fuck her all night and give her back after
I ain't hand these hoes like shackles
For the green & the cheese like a Bay packer
Trippy Man, fuck you pay me, I play like Tom Brady
Kush is my medication, ride presidential like Ronald
niggas need to stop hating my flow sick 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
Juicy J, that's trippy ho, Taylor Gang trippy ho
Smoking on that Christmas tree my buckle like mistletoe
Who stands with wife?
She just the night
my dick in her mouth & my balls in her hand
Like the was shooting dice
Juicy J, I got money
I got song money
pour that 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 out (haha you niggas nobody man)
Nigga let me out
(Lemme find out you sold soul for them joint nigga)
Let me find, out
Bitch let me find out (let me find out let me out)
Let me out
niggas might not let me find out
Nigga let me out (let me find out let me find out)
let me find out (Ya'll niggas might not let me find out)