Luyện nghe bài hát Oh My

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

I can smoke for your whole fucking
On the low, got the in the Benz
bros, I got no fucking friends
Cos I don't trust 'em, no fucking
Buss a move, when I'm 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

Take the scale out the cupboard, hit the block then I it
New watch looking flooded, paigons all gutted
Look at all white on my clothes,
I ain't got time for hoes
Looking like it snowed in the
I all night by the stove
Heard these niggas run up on me,
You niggas not roll with nanks
Broke rappers talking yay,
I really got Rolls Royce
act hard all on the net
When that gun you better run fast
Got my first check and Spike Lee,
I did the thing I gave my mum half

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
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

She the of females
Big bump oh gosh let me test my
This is a one,
Baby S, this is some gorgeous bud
She a naughty one,
She S you're a rebel
She said S you give two fucks, ok ok my love
Now me off, let me spark my skud
They start your dox in the morning
Two long get a big boy touched
Ayy
I think I know they want, I think I know
I buss the AM and put it to their nose

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

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, from wife
She was yours, but she loose, now she
From the to the roof, all my Gs are together

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

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

I can smoke for your fucking ends
On the low, got the woah in the
bros, I got no fucking friends
Cos I trust '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
the roots to the roof, all my Gs are together