Luyện nghe bài hát Oops

Larry](x2)
my bro the oop, ayy
He just what 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
the 32 but I stay in and out of zones
Catch me posted on the block like the lights
Off the fucking bean and I'm rolling some dice
Checkmate, checkmate, how I get that
Keep a shooter in the cut that's but net
out, I got hops, drop the top in the drop
I got keys, Sensei got this shit on

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

Larry](x2)

[Verse 3:
Randy's looking kinda horny
My came in straight from Harlem
Randy Harden balling, boy you done and it no war
Pull up make your bitch faint, yellow Chevy paint
bitch want to get acquainted, I only want consummation
Hit my line, expect taxation, y'all boys in the equation
Professor fucking double check my calculations
Sip Hi-Tech, yeah call me redneck
Randy make that bitch like a damn quartet

Larry](x2)