Luyện nghe bài hát Origin

Uh yo

Uh!

Disrupted the game, the was shook up
Three young rich niggas, never did a up
You want the origin of the flow, you shut the fuck up
And listen up, to what the Migos bout to up (Quavo)

We the Versace, we went to Bahamas, shout out to the islands
Mommas and daughters a picture with me and they smiling
say the gang Donkey of the Day (Charlamagne?)
Billboard magazine, K
Word on the street they say the Migos
But can't find the Migos, so they bite their recorders
When you ask for a show, can you afford it
my schedule, itinerary loaded of course
Check my dab, priceless and my niggas is righteous
I don't got no type, but I love to fuck
The chains on my neck, I might get
Yrn Tha Album first album diamond, got my mama a Benz
Just to show her I'm
dots in the pen but I hate the confinement
When Offset got out of jail he ate a bowl of
Dropped the Rich Nigga Timeline and we was the country

the game, the industry was shook up
Three young rich niggas, did a push up
You want the origin of the flow, you better shut the up
And listen up, to what the Migos bout to up

Skrrt, up, graat, he shook up
I'm trapping the white, that Ku
My niggas got and bazookas
On the jet we smoking up in indica
A hundred thousand, got a up in India
Headed to locker, we the millennium
Thirty thousand for a walk through
Snakes in the grass start out venom
That come with the territory when a nigga
Tinted windows on the sprinter you don't to see this image
The blogs say I need to down, fuck a image
Your CEO a and my CEO a hustler
Choppa sound percussion, run up on me repercussion
Came from nothing, came home with a a million, hurt my stomach
I'm taking good care of my kids but they get nothing
And if you it's wrong this ain't the right song you're bumping
Welcome to the jungle, lions, elephants and
Never see me lonely, believe nina on me
Stuffed crust, my walking with a 50 on me

the game, the industry was shook up
Three young rich niggas, never did a up
You want the origin of the flow, you shut the fuck up
And up, to what the Migos bout to cook up

Pyrex pot on the stove, take that eggbeater up
looking for the origin
Wanna know how did we make shit up
in there right and we fucking it up
Jump off the banana boat, call me Tut
Niggas be our swag I tried to switch it up
But these niggas still don't get
Niggas with attitude don't give a
Young nigga flexing never did a up
flow everybody wanna look it up
Every ten years it's on my bro
I bet you listen up, you don't like it
Yo rapper he be biting
I step in the booth, its a moment of silence
I bet yo bitch she get
When I'm show my front end and that back end be enormous
I need a double cup with my Backwood when I'm on performing
Can't get in my tour bus bitch, ain't tryna fuck, it's five in the morning
I got some bitches that sucking and fucking and back to the origin

the game, the industry was shook up
Three rich niggas, never did a push up
You want the of the flow, you better shut the fuck up
And up, to what the Migos bout to cook up, ha!