Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. Me Too

You know we back,
Clear the out
on with it, ha-ha, Star Trak

Niggas is haters, I'm doin' like the majors
Ice Cream sneakers, I my first skater
So you can pay and buy yourself some Bapestas
Bulletproof t-shirts because they hate us
Do like say step your game up
Double-decker boat nigga, up
D-Class cuts, tuck your chain up
Liberace fingers, niggas hit up
Just last week, I was out in
Me and Puff hoppin' off the plane, us laughin'
A week that, I was out in Italy
Italian throbs could not get rid of me
Up in Donatella's crib, me and like ten
from the cell phone, give me that Enzo
I know what your yeah me too
Okay meet Mr. Me Too

Been two years, I was paddy wagon cruisin'
The streets was yours, you're dunce cappin' and
I was just assumin' you'd keep the movin'
But I got one question, y'all been doin'?
Pyrex stirs turned Cavalli furs
The full cat, when I wave, the kitty purs
All my niggas caked up, sellin' and beige dust
Had that money right or end up in the taped up
We don't chase and duck, we only raise the
Peel money rolls 'til our thumbs get the cuts
Chill retardo, Beach Gallardo
Teals up, go brr like it's Nardo
Women, if you love me, let me know
Tie rags your neck and learn the sets we throw
These are the days of our and I'm sorry to the fans
But the crackers weren't playin' fair at

I know, I know, yeah, you too
Okay we get it, yeah you too
I know, I know, yeah, you too
Okay, meet Mr. Me Too
I know, I know, yeah, you too
Okay we get it, yeap you too
I know, I know, yeah, you too
Okay, everybody Mr. Me Too

I know what you thinkin' why I call you Me
Cause everythin' I say, I got you me too
I say I got a Benz, so you me too
You hangin' out the window so can see you
But you ain't out the window
you in that G2 or that G3 or G4 like we do
Star Trak, Clipse, Malice, on

Wanna know the time? Better us
Niggas bite the style the shoes to the watches
We cloud hoppers, suits like we mobsters
Break down keys into dimes and sell like Gobstoppers
Who gon' us
Not a one of you
Mean with the Re-Up, we street tumblers
Ivory white, yeah the same color
Of the Azure nigga, believe it's the Mulliner
no prisoners, rap niggas are whisperers
Choke on own spit just as soon as you mention us
corks, kicks by Louis sports and
Keep my in Pucc' and Charles Jourdan
Cop it, chrome it, touch-screen
Mink on the floor, you hot, don't it?
You don't know what the fuck I spent on it
Tomorrow ain't so we live for the moment

I know, I know, yeah, you too
we get it, yeap yeah you too
I know, I know, yeah, you too
Okay, meet Mr. Me Too
I know, I know, yeah, you too
Okay we get it, yeah you too
I know, I know, yeah, you too
Okay, meet Mr. Me Too