Luyện nghe bài hát Old Friends

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 my old friend

Aventador
Man I my old rims
Kick a door, hit the
I for you boyfriend
You don't want a fucking
It gone be a war
I tote numbers, big
Shoot you in your

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

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

Beat the pussy Floyd yeah
the pussy like Floyd
i'm at X in Atlanta
Kick it with Mr
These redneck niggas love to
He and I got good to sell
He knows these love a player
He knows these bitches to tell

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

Aventador
Man I miss my old
a door, hit the floor
I for you boyfriend
You don't a fucking smoke
It gone be a war
I numbers, big glocks
Shoot you in organs

Why you pull me
'Cause you (What)
Why my Auntie
'Cause it's up
Why you cut that off?
it's whack garbage
I don't like when niggas stand behind my border

You get hit with the Mac? Yeah
I caught another flak (uh)
This my third going in
Imma do lap (Gang)
Donald fuckin' up everything
That nigga need to go get (Yeah)
Be careful out in California
five years for a strap (for real)

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

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