Luyện nghe bài hát Oops

Larry](x2)
my bro the oop, ayy
He know just to do
Going crazy when I come through so they I'm on the loose

[Verse 1:
Got me two bitches, and I got two
From the 32 but I stay in and out of
Catch me posted on the block like the street
Off the fucking bean and I'm rolling some dice
Checkmate, checkmate, how I get check
Keep a shooter in the cut that's but net
Balling out, I got hops, drop the top in the
I got keys, Sensei got shit on lock

2: Larry]
And this lil bitty bitch can't get no
I'm bloated off that dirty and I see my shoes
All my run at you cause they don't got shit to lose
Bout 650 on my sneakers, man I ain't got to prove
Let's go, hoe, [?] your pockets and your feelings, think I'm rotten to the core
I'm so throwed that there ain't no one to catch me
They so sad, can't be surprised even when disrespect me

Larry](x2)

[Verse 3:
Randy's looking kinda horny
My bitch came in straight Harlem
Randy balling, boy you done and it ain't no war
Pull up make your bitch faint, yellow Chevy paint
Your bitch want to get acquainted, I only consummation
Hit my line, taxation, y'all boys ain't in the equation
Professor Randy fucking check my calculations
Sip Hi-Tech, they call me redneck
Randy make that sing like a damn quartet

Larry](x2)