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
hating all around me,
I the 40 tucked
Any problems with you niggas I'll just hit killers up
We're chillin' bruh, yeah hoes are feelin' us
You got a shitty swag, that's why them bitches here with us
All everything, clothes and my whips too
bowl
with a tooth
I could still pull these hoes and they would me
Sippin' that Patron, blowing until I'm woozy
Niggas in the club who I don't with trying to dap me up
Who is
Oh, doing what?
Oh, what's up
Fuck up out my though
Ace by the case
Just me and my nigga Pootie 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 this tree
When I ride by, hope that ain't notice me
Low key young nigga, I'm livin' good
Low key nigga from the and crazy hood
Bitch you just what it is,
coppin' whips, cribs
Cash baby came February twenty sixth
Extra good how we live, we takin' no more L's
to my nigga?
gettin' in jail
eat
, gotta be the nigga with the
And them new J's, fresh as hell,
I lookin' for no favors
I get mine like a G, bitch I pay the fee
Ain't no or trying to make a bargain with me
Got that 650 IR sittin' good
Was a nigga, now I get this money like I should
Got my mama Mercedez,
send her money for the
About to cop another whip, I ain't got no record
My Cudder,
he copped a house up in them hills
Stacks on deck, now I'm trying to get mills
For the glory, and I it all at one time
This is shit, there wasn't no corny punch lines