Luyện nghe bài hát Low Key

in the rolling up, I don't give a fuck
Roll my hood, say what's up, they know I'm coming up
Niggas hating all me,
I keep the 40
Any problems with you niggas just hit them killers up
chillin' bruh, yeah these hoes are feelin' us
You niggas got a shitty swag, why them bitches here with us
All black everything, clothes and my too
chili
with a tooth
I still pull these hoes and they would choose me
Sippin' Patron, blowing weed until I'm woozy
in the club who I don't fuck with trying to dap me up
Who is
Oh, you're doing
Oh, what's up
Fuck up out my though
Ace by the case
Just me and my Pootie Tang and
38
Chillin' up in VIP, now on the balcony
I my own, I don't depend on no one to look out for me
Maintain, switch a couple lanes while I blow this
I ride by, hope that ain't nobody notice me
Low key young nigga, yeah I'm livin'
Low key nigga the wild and crazy hood
Bitch you know just it is,
coppin' whips, cribs
Cash baby came February twenty sixth
Extra how we live, we ain't takin' no more L's
to my nigga?
gettin' bread in
eat
, gotta be the with the paper
And them new J's, fresh as hell,
I ain't for no favors
I get mine a G, bitch I pay the whole fee
no haggling or trying to make a bargain with me
Got that 650 IR black sittin'
Was a broke nigga, now I get this like I should
Got my ridin' Mercedez,
her money for the bills
About to cop another whip, I ain't got no deal
My Cudder,
he copped a house up in them hills
Stacks on deck, now I'm to get these mills
For the glory, and I it all at one time
This is real shit, there no corny punch lines