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 hating all me,
I keep the 40
Any with you niggas I'll 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
bowl
with a tooth
I still pull these hoes and they would choose me
Sippin' that Patron, blowing weed until I'm
Niggas in the who I don't fuck with trying to dap me up
Who is
Oh, doing 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 depend on no one to out for me
Maintain, switch a couple lanes I blow this tree
When I by, hope that ain't nobody notice me
Low key young nigga, yeah I'm good
Low key nigga from the wild and hood
Bitch you just what 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' in jail
eat
, gotta be the nigga the paper
And brand new J's, fresh as hell,
I ain't for no favors
I get mine like a G, bitch I pay the fee
Ain't no haggling or trying to make a with me
Got that 650 IR sittin' good
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 record
My Cudder,
he just copped a 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