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
hating all around me,
I keep the 40
Any problems with you niggas I'll just hit them up
We're chillin' bruh, these hoes are feelin' us
You niggas got a shitty swag, that's why them here with us
All black everything, and my whips too
bowl
with a tooth
I could still pull hoes and they would choose me
Sippin' that Patron, weed until I'm woozy
Niggas in the who I don't fuck with trying to dap me up
Who is
Oh, you're what?
Oh, that's up
Fuck up out my though
Ace by the load
Just me and my nigga Pootie and
38
Chillin' up in VIP, now we're on the
I hold my own, I don't on no one to look out for me
Maintain, a couple lanes while I blow this tree
I ride by, hope that ain't nobody notice me
Low key young nigga, yeah I'm good
Low key nigga from the wild and hood
you know just what it is,
coppin' whips, coppin'
Young Cash baby February twenty sixth
Extra how we live, we ain't takin' no more L's
Shoutout to my
bread in jail
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 money I should
Got my mama Mercedez,
her money for the bills
About to cop another whip, I got no record deal
My Cudder,
he just copped a house up in them
Stacks on deck, now I'm trying to get these
For the glory, and I want it all at one
This is real shit, wasn't no corny punch lines