Luyện nghe bài hát out for the night, pt. 2

Give her back shots 'til her hurt (Back shots)
Thumb the money 'til my hands hurt (Cash out)
Wanna go on a You gotta dance first (Yah, yah)
Take it to the paint, I gotta first (Yah, yah)
She be stiff with the booty (On God)
Feelin' like I'm Biggie Coogi (On God)
Draco you put up that lil' Uzi (On God)
I don't no features, niggas groupies (Straight up)
her to the gang, quarterback sneak (Quarterback sneak)
I was in my feelings, now it's, "Fuck Kiki" (Worried 'bout)
Let lil' Tip hit bitch, on GP (Straight up)
gas, nigga, I re-up at the BP

Five five (Five), she my ride or die (Die)
Never a lie (Lie), we like Bonnie and Clyde (Clyde)
at her thigh (Thigh), like, "Do it come with rice?" (Rice)
She don't like FaceTime, she rather Skype
But I'm out for the (Straight up)
Out for the (Straight up)
Out for the (Straight up)
Out for the (Straight up)
Yeah, I'm out for the (On God)
Out for the (On God)
Out for the (On God)
Out for the (On God)

Yeah, you hard (Hard)
And I see you (I do)
And your bills (Late)
And your due (Yeah)
And you never need a man to you (Straight up)
You pissed off, on your menstrual (Straight up)
And you through (Yeah)
he been through (Yeah)
You a star (Yeah)
And he you (Yeah)
In your corner, I'd never go you (On God)
a foreign, now it's friends wanna text you (Straight up)
You got off (Late)
And you out (Worked)
You ain't stunt his baby 'cause she burnt out (Burnt)
You got rid of him and sure that we worked out (Facts)
So I put a hunnid racks in your now (Racks)

Five foot (Five), she my ride or die (Die)
Never tell a lie (Lie), we Bonnie and Clyde (Clyde)
Lookin' at her thigh (Thigh), like, "Do it come rice?" (Rice)
She don't like FaceTime, she would Skype
But I'm out for the (Straight up)
Out for the (Straight up)
Out for the (Straight up)
Out for the (Straight up)
Yeah, I'm out for the (On God)
Out for the (On God)
Out for the (On God)
Out for the (On God)

Damn...
Damn...
Ooh (Huh)

my lateness, this beat hittin', slap
After one, then just run this shit back
Say La Flame hot, no, I'm hotter than (Yeah)
Told you before, know this than rap
We up-up in the cap, ain't no cap (Uh)
Just bought the block where they want me at
Just threw a fuss right from the tracks
Tried take my world, but I got bitch back
My heart in this 'til I heart
Runnin' this 'til cardiac
Not far from this shit they find me at
Flame, Flame, La
in my closet, she tryin' on pieces
She wanna bling for the evenin'
Up at the top still plottin' and schemin'
City of Angels, we for the demons
Out of the window, we countin' in
nights in The Forum for the kids, gotta feed 'em
They open pits up without even
It's been some tension, but rock the wave
Let the coupe roller coast, get the out my way (Yeah, yeah)
It start makin' sense, I guess, when I get older
For now they cold, I got ice to get colder
I run the H, keep it A when I go there
break out Moët 'cause I'm lit if I'm sober
Don't mean that I'm slippin' and on this
She go out for the night, I'm with it