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

Give her back shots 'til her back (Back shots)
Thumb the money 'til my hands hurt (Cash out)
Wanna go on a date? You dance first (Yah, yah)
Take it to the paint, I slam first (Yah, yah)
She be actin' with the booty (On God)
like I'm Biggie rockin' Coogi (On God)
Draco you put up that lil' Uzi (On God)
I don't want no features, 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)
Smokin' gas, nigga, I at the BP

Five foot (Five), she my ride or die (Die)
Never tell a lie (Lie), we like and Clyde (Clyde)
at her thigh (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)

Yeah, you workin' (Hard)
And I see you (I do)
And your late (Late)
And your due (Yeah)
And you never a man to defend you (Straight up)
You already pissed off, on your (Straight up)
And you through (Yeah)
he been through (Yeah)
You a star (Yeah)
And he you (Yeah)
In your corner, I'd go against you (On God)
Bought a foreign, now it's wanna text you (Straight up)
You got off (Late)
And you out (Worked)
You stunt his baby mama 'cause she burnt out (Burnt)
You got rid of him and made sure that we out (Facts)
So I put a hunnid racks in your now (Racks)

Five foot (Five), she my ride or die (Die)
tell a lie (Lie), we like Bonnie and Clyde (Clyde)
Lookin' at her (Thigh), like, "Do it come with rice?" (Rice)
She don't like FaceTime, she would rather
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, just run this shit back
Say La Flame hot, no, I'm hotter than (Yeah)
Told you before, know this deeper rap
We been up-up in the cap, no cap (Uh)
Just bought the where they didn't want me at
threw a fuss right across from the tracks
Tried take my world, but I got bitch back
My heart in this I heart attack
Runnin' this shit 'til
Not far from this 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'
of Angels, we watch for the demons
Out of the window, we in seasons
Three nights in The Forum for the kids, gotta 'em
They open pits up without speakin'
been some tension, but can't rock the wave
Let the roller coast, get the fuck out my way (Yeah, yeah)
It will start makin' sense, I guess, I get older
For now they cold, I got ice to get colder
I run through the H, keep it A when I go
Don't break out Moët 'cause I'm lit if I'm
mean that I'm slippin' and slidin' on this
She go out for the night, I'm with it