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

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

Five five (Five), she my ride or die (Die)
tell a lie (Lie), we like Bonnie and Clyde (Clyde)
Lookin' at her thigh (Thigh), like, "Do it come rice?" (Rice)
She don't FaceTime, she would 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 a man to defend you (Straight up)
You already off, on your menstrual (Straight up)
And you been (Yeah)
'Cause he through (Yeah)
You a player (Yeah)
And he you (Yeah)
In your corner, I'd go against you (On God)
Bought a foreign, now friends wanna text you (Straight up)
You got off (Late)
And you out (Worked)
You ain't stunt his mama 'cause she burnt out (Burnt)
You got rid of him and made that we worked out (Facts)
So I put a hunnid in your purse now (Racks)

Five foot five (Five), she my or die (Die)
Never a lie (Lie), we like Bonnie and Clyde (Clyde)
Lookin' at her (Thigh), like, "Do it come with rice?" (Rice)
She don't FaceTime, she would 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)

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

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