Luyện nghe bài hát Low Key

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