Luyện nghe bài hát Old Friends

Whip it again, it again
My nigga shoot the paint
Whip it again, it again
My little nigga the paint
Old friend, old
Man, I my old friend
Old friend, old
Man, I my old friend

Lamborghini
Man I miss my old
Kick a door, hit the
I came for you
You don't want a fucking
It gone be a war
I numbers, big glocks
Shoot you in organs

Ride my to the death
And I'll ride my to the death
And my hang on the right
And my bitch flag on the left
My bitch cripping, cripping,
She been tripping, tripping,
I can't wait to catch a opp
If they on rush, she stripping

I got in the penitentiary
Nigga, cut your finger
He no gamgbanger
If you don't know, I'll twist your (gang, gang)
All these rap gay, I'ma go out like Drake
All my goons start
Empty with the opps (gang, gang)
Just knowI'ma spike'em

Beat the like Floyd yeah
the pussy like Floyd
i'm at X Lounge in
it with Mr Rose
These redneck love to tell
He and I got good drugs to
He knows these bitches love a
He knows bitches love to tell

Whip it again, it again
My little nigga the paint
Whip it again, it again
My little shoot the paint
Old friend, old
Man, I miss my old
Old friend, old
Man, I miss my old

Lamborghini
Man I miss my old
Kick a door, hit the
I came for you
You want a fucking smoke
It be a war again
I numbers, big glocks
Shoot you in your

Why you pull me
'Cause you (What)
Why my sprung?
'Cause scratched up
Why you cut shit off?
'Cause' it's garbage
I don't like when niggas stand my black border

You get hit with the Mac? Yeah
I just caught flak (uh)
This my third year in
do another lap (Gang)
Donald Trump fuckin' up
That nigga need to go get (Yeah)
Be careful out there in
Mandatory five years for a (for real)

Whip it again, it again
My little shoot the paint
Whip it again, whip it
My little shoot the paint
Old friend, old
Man, I my old friend
Old friend, old
Man, I miss my old

Lamborghini
Man I my old rims
Kick a door, hit the
I came for you
You don't a fucking smoke
It be a war again
I numbers, big glocks
Shoot you in organs