Luyện nghe bài hát Planes

This one goes out to all sides
Let that play ass nigga be your guide
As we go on a ride with playa hatin' killers and hood niggas
And mo'fuckers can barely survive

Catch me through the city
with the top off
Man, my so big when you in it
around and get lost
Told my bitch to let her down
What this costs
me, baby, if you 'bout that life right now
I hope it tall, no

I can put you in the High Club, what's up?
take a trip
Have you ever "The World Is Yours"
On a

Tell her be free, baby, your wings
Got your legs in the sky a plane
Let me guard that, I'm the
Can't nobody see you 30 thousand
On knees in them Prada's
Makin' freaky shit up out her

Get high baby roll one, cloud nine, to go up
Lovin' the of the turbulence, girl, when we turn up
When we we can roll out
Show you somethin' you ain't know
Tonight we be takin' off flight a camera to show out
I got you in the air, body in the air
How it feel up
You can scream as as you want, loud as you can
And nobody gonna hear it

Would you it better
If I hit the west
me, baby, if you 'bout that life right now
I hope it tall, no

I can put you in the Mile Club, what's up?
Let's a trip
you ever read "The World Is Yours"
On a

her be free, baby, spread your wings
Got your legs in the sky like a
Let me guard that, I'm the
nobody see you 30 thousand feet
On your knees in Prada's
Makin' freaky come up out her

Get baby roll one, cloud nine, 'bout to go up
the feel of the turbulence, girl, when we turn up
When we we can roll out
Show you somethin' you ain't about (Cole World)
Tonight we be takin' off with a camera to show out

I got it, I got it, I got it,
You need a that's gonna come over and dig you out
You need a nigga that you know is not gon' run his
You need a nigga when he done probably put you out
You need a nigga that's gon' put it in mouth
so big it's like a foot is in yo' mouth
And you ain't babysitting, but my kids all on yo'
And oh, you nasty, oh, oh, you
Both so fuck keepin' it classy
Look, they me in the Chi like MJ
love me in the Chi like Oprah
No nigga block, not even Dikembe
to Cole, boy, you're softer than a sofa
And so far my new shit's so fire, nigga, check my
Who you know make in a low tide?
yo' bitch, now she both ours
Nigga, little brown liquor in my
brown thang in my bed
Been a long since I had to ask for head
So God don't make me beg
But I will if I need to for real, girl, I need you
I could put you on a flight, we could take off
If you scared of heights, I got a pill I could feed you (Cole)

I can put you in the Mile High Club, up?
Let's a trip
Have you ever "The World Is Yours"
On a