Luyện nghe bài hát Lob

Ooh, ah

Pop a wheelie no hands, put it in the sky
Threw that bitch a lob, threw bitch a lob
make her dance, put you on a job
Threw that bitch a lob, that bitch a lob

Money bag, yo, go keep a chain, bag
Backwood if you really 'bout smoke
Know your type, only niggas that ain't
in them Jimmy Choos, ayy
Your skin color a bottle of
That big old dude, I point and
Came the truth
Case start actin' boof
I refuse, she with y'all
Least she fighter with the
I threw that lob like I coulda went to
Lil baby, it's just right she da man
Walk it I talk it in these Vans, ah yeah

Pop a with no hands, put it in the sky
Threw that a lob, threw that bitch a lob
make her dance, put you on a job
Threw that a lob, threw that bitch a lob

It ain't to me
cold like one degree
I'ma throw it all, gon'
Fall from a feet
Rory do nothin' cheap
Don't sleep at the Double
Bad run at me like
Can you me somethin' to see?
She go long for the throat, my son her
And she all on her own
a sponsor
I all this cash
If I do my math
You just do a
I go through the
Livin' stupid fast, bitch, I do the
It ain't type of shit
That get you to crash
know who in first
Don't know who in
I just threw the bag, if the be asked

Pop a with no hands
Put it in the sky
Threw that a lob
Threw that a lob
Money her dance, put you on a job
Threw that bitch a lob, threw that a lob

I could tell she a fan
I'm a rock with no band
I get in advance,
Then I do my dance
Can you throw it on me by chance?
You a bad bitch, you ain't
I just walked in a brand new bitch
And a rock star clique, you can suck my
Rest in peace to Lil
a Xan in the whip
Swervin' on a
on your bitch

Pop a willy no hands, put it in the sky
Threw that a lob, ooh that shit a vibe
Ooh, ah