Luyện nghe bài hát Ooouuu (Freestyle)

They just a nigga out of retirement
I'm a product of my
All I heard was and sirens
All I heard was and sirens
Ooouuu, Ooouuu,

1]
Fresh up off a tour, I'm in grind
in new Chanels, where you find those?
And I can count a million my eyes closed
And quit postin that nigga to my hoes
own they jewelry and they lease it
Niggas getting too high, they out tweaking
And I still get head a chubby chick
And every now and then I hit an bitch

Ooouuu,
I keep this shit real, uh
And I still get head from a chick
And every now and I hit an ugly bitch

2]
Spent 250 out in
That's your I hope you don't get married
ask me but I know why
We just flew your bitch out to
Not just me but the squad
On the real, your be going hard though, Ooouuu
Young millionaires, that's the squad
And we ain't rumors or who start those, Ooouuu
And yo Youngsta, where them at?
everybody beefing on the internet
We gon' go up the Apple store
So we don't gotta see the no more, Ooouuu
We just got a seven, that's a
I got a number of on the roster
I got a of dealers in the family
And I'ma catch a body a Grammy

Ooouuu,
Faker, faker,
I got a number of in the family
And I'ma catch a body a Grammy

3]
He be on his cycle, he a ho for
He just out here rapping, no dope for real
Why would I beef with one of you locals, I got skills
The ones that to me don't even know you steal
I'm the trap but I be with Ye and Jay now
I might my album any day now
Feds come and get me any day now
But I'm mentally to go and lay it down, Ooouuu
I'm a hater cause I hate these
Faker than a gold wrapper
But you be rapping, no I yo
I just talk for in the ghetto
100,000 in my house
Niggas had it rough, I had a draft
And every they dropped, I broke the shoes out
I ain't doing no more joints, I brought the out

Ooouuu, Ooouuu, aye

4]
I went platinum no features
Whole mean it ain't no leaches
And you in the game, you in the bleachers
You cheering for a nigga, your pom-poms?
LA Reid gave me that check and I went
Went and signed a lot of where I'm from-from
Oh, I got these haters sick, where Tum-Tums
If he ain't talking money, he ain't nothing

Ooouuu, Ooouuu, Ooouuu,
Beep, beep, beep,
I am