Luyện nghe bài hát Oh My

Yeah yeah
I don't know they want, I don't know
In the cold with my Gs, in the
We you the ting, in the snow
I think I know what want, I think I know

I can for your whole fucking ends
On the low, got the in the Benz
Only bros, I got no friends
Cos I don't trust 'em, no fucking
a move, when I'm juice oh my
In a coupe, whoop, from your wife
She was yours, but she loose, now she
From the to the roof, all my Gs are together

Take the scale out the cupboard, hit the then I flood it
New watch looking flooded, watching all gutted
Look at all this on my clothes,
I got time for them hoes
like it snowed in the kitche
I spent all by the stove
these niggas wanna run up on me,
You niggas better not with nanks
Broke rappers 'bout yay,
I really got Rolls stamps
Niggas act all on the net
When that gun blast you run fast
Got my check and like Spike Lee,
I did the right thing I my mum half

I can smoke for your whole fucking
On the low, got the woah in the
bros, I got no fucking friends
Cos I trust 'em, no fucking chance
Buss a move, I'm juice oh my
In a coupe, whoop, from your wife
She was yours, but she loose, now she
the roots to the roof, all my Gs are together

She the sweetest of
Big bump oh gosh let me test my
is a gorgeous one,
Baby S, this is some gorgeous bud
She a naughty one,
She said S you're a
She said S you don't two fucks, ok ok my love
Now me off, let me spark my skud
They start soft dox in the morning
Two long ones get a big boy
Ayy
I think I know they want, I think I know
I the AM pack and put it to their nose

I know what they want, I don't know
In the cold my Gs, in the cold
We you the ting, in the snow
I I know what they want, I think I know

I can smoke for your whole fucking
On the low, got the woah in the
bros, I got no fucking friends
Cos I don't trust 'em, no fucking
a move, when I'm juice oh my
In a coupe, getting whoop, from your
She was yours, but she loose, now she
From the to the roof, all my Gs are together

I don't know what you want, I know
I just be trapping and jugging, I be trapping and jugging
Broke niggas can't do me nuun, broke niggas can't me nuun
And I can't even be in public and I just I blew your budget
I don't too many, imma pull me up a henny
Oh my, oh my
Feds coming, stash the
Say you got racks, don't 'em
You ain't act like I need 'em
I had to link up with
Dis a banger for your

I know what they want, I don't know
In the with my Gs, in the cold
We you the ting, in the snow
I think I what they want, I think I know

I can smoke for your whole fucking
On the low, got the in the Benz
Only bros, I got no friends
Cos I don't trust 'em, no fucking
Buss a move, I'm juice oh my
In a coupe, getting whoop, from wife
She was yours, but she loose, now she
the roots to the roof, all my Gs are together