Luyện nghe bài hát Oh My

Yeah yeah
I don't know what they want, I 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 whole fucking ends
On the low, got the in the Benz
bros, I got no fucking friends
Cos I don't 'em, no fucking chance
Buss a move, 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

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

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

She the sweetest of
Big bump oh gosh let me my luck
This is a one,
Baby it's S, this is some bud
She a naughty one,
She said S you're a
She said S you give two fucks, ok ok my love
Now suck me off, let me my skud
start soft your dox in the morning
Two long ones get a big boy
Ayy
I think I know what they want, I think I
I buss the AM pack and put it to nose

I don't know what they want, I know
In the with 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 fucking ends
On the low, got the in the Benz
Only bros, I got no friends
Cos I don't trust 'em, no chance
a move, when I'm juice oh my
In a coupe, getting whoop, from your
She was yours, but she loose, now she
the roots to the roof, all my Gs are together

I don't what you want, I don't know
I just be trapping and jugging, I just be and jugging
niggas can't do me nuun, broke niggas can't tell me nuun
And I can't even be in public and I just think I blew 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 Nina
Dis a for your speaker

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

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