Luyện nghe bài hát Planes (Remix)

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 lame can barely survive

me rollin' through the city
Ridin' the top off
Man, my whip so big you in it
Fuck around and get
Told my to let her hair down
What this shit
Tell me, baby, if you 'bout that life now
I hope it tall, no

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

Tell her be free, baby, your wings
Got your in the sky like a plane
Let me that, I'm the pilot
Can't see you 30 thousand feet
On your in them Prada's
Makin' shit come up out her

Get baby roll one, cloud nine, 'bout to go up
Lovin' the feel of the turbulence, girl, when we up
we land we can roll out
Show you somethin' you ain't know
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 loud as you want, as you can
And ain't nobody gonna it

you like it better
If I hit the coast?
Tell me, baby, if you 'bout that right now
I hope it tall, no

I can put you in the High 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 in the sky like a plane
Let me guard that, I'm the
Can't nobody see you 30 thousand
On your knees in them
Makin' freaky shit up out her

Get high baby roll one, cloud nine, to go up
Lovin' the feel of the turbulence, girl, when we up
When we we can roll out
Show you somethin' you ain't know (Cole World)
we be takin' 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 need a nigga that you know is not gon' run his
You need a nigga when he probably gon' put you out
You need a nigga that's gon' put it in mouth
Dick so big it's like a foot is in yo'
And you babysitting, but my kids all on yo' couch
And oh, you nasty, oh, oh, you
graduated so fuck keepin' it classy
Look, they love me in the Chi MJ
They love me in the Chi Oprah
No nigga could block, not even
Compared to Cole, boy, you're softer a sofa
And so far my new shit's so fire, nigga, my profile
Who you know make in a low tide?
Deebo'ed yo' bitch, now she ours
Nigga, brown liquor in my liver
Pretty brown in my bed
Been a long time I had to ask for head
So God damn make me beg
But I if I need to 'cause for real, girl, I need you
I could put you on a flight, we could off tonight
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