Luyện nghe bài hát Low

My low (my beat low)
My bass low (my low)
I ride low (I low)
She go low (she go low)
My low (my beat low)
My bass low (my low)
I ride low (I low)
Used to her what you said, bro

Me, J, get too many hoes
Me, Juicy J, get too many
ballin' out like the '98 Lakers
Pull up in a dollar car and violate it
Fly to Cancun on Sunday, land in France on
Faded at the fashion show, tryna grab a off the runway
I ain't even pack no clothes, but rubbers in my suitcase
her on the mic, menage with my model and her roommate
And if I tip a bitch, we fuckin', it no discussion
It cost to be the boss, my you way outta your budget
Who you playin' with lil Your life won't cost me nothin'
Juicy J so presidential, don't make me that button

My low (my beat low)
My low (my bass low)
I ride low (I low)
She go low (she go low)
My low (my beat low)
My low (my bass low)
I low (I ride low)
She go low (she go low)
Low

I get a brick, you I get it for the, low
Her ass so fat, I told her it down, low
I do a verse, you know my ain't, low
Lil, momma know I like my down low

Me, Nicki M, I got too many
up with them V twins in my engine
All this ice all around me a penguin
I ain't bowlin' but I'm with the kingpin
I pull up with a n-gga a real big dick
That's so good, man a bitch can't quit
I ain't ever have a beat that a ain't rip
I'm fly every day but a bitch ain't
You be on bull, you be on Scott Pippen
I be walkin', I'm limpin'
C's on my bag so they think I'm
Every n-gga in wanna know what I'm drinkin'
Myx Moscato,
I keep a pillow with me just because I'm of niggas
I'm with some flawless girls, they're pretty and they're
Bust it open quick, put pussy on his lips, bitch

My beat low (my low)
My bass low (my low)
I ride low (I low)
She go low (she go low)
My low (my beat low)
My low (my bass low)
I low (I ride low)
She go low (she go low)
Low

I get a brick, you I get it for the, low
Her ass so fat, I her drop it down, low
I do a verse, you know my ain't, low
momma know I like my kisses down low

I'm Lil Bibby, Mr.
Mr.
Mr.
Young n-gga used to trap by the store, now taxed for the flow
a rap n-igga, "I'm not feelin' you"
Stop frontin', boy, not criminals
At the top, man they talkin' 'bout you
Got two 9's but not identical
I'll trait on my squad, nigga
Ball hard, nigga, I'm Michael Jordan, you Lebron,
In other words, you a fraud,
I'll pull card, nigga
I'm a young boss, I'm runnin'
Call me Tut, all this gold on, I be blinged up
If try to rob, got the things tucked, you ain't seen nothin'
At the club, their jaws drop I pull up in that Benz
30 Deep, 20 heats, still stomp him out with my Timbs
I'm in chillin' with my feet up
I told y'all that I'm 'bout to up
Man it's time to kill all this weak
Pull the beat up, me eat up

My beat low (my low)
My bass low (my low)
I ride low (I low)
She go low (she go low)
My low (she go low)
My low (she go low)
I low (she go low)
She go low (she go low)
Low (yeah)

I get a brick, you I get it for the, low
Her ass so fat, I told her it down, low
I do a verse, you know my ain't, low
Lil' know I like my kisses down low