Luyện nghe bài hát Planes (Remix)

This one out to all sides worldwide
Let that play ass nigga thumpy be your
As we go on a with playa hatin' killers and hood niggas thrive
And lame mo'fuckers can barely

Catch me rollin' the city
with the top off
Man, my whip so big you in it
around and get lost
Told my bitch to let her hair
What this costs
Tell me, baby, if you 'bout that life now
I it ain't tall, no

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

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

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

Would you it better
If I hit the coast?
Tell me, baby, if you 'bout that life now
I it ain't tall, no

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

her be free, baby, spread your wings
Got your in the sky like a plane
Let me that, I'm the pilot
Can't nobody see you 30 feet
On your knees in Prada's
Makin' shit come up out her

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

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

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