Luyện nghe bài hát Shoulda Known

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You can let it out
You can let it out
You can let it out,
Shoulda known, shoulda
known, shoulda known

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Bino, I'm so for real-o, green I'm Cee Lo
Hangin' out Kilo... Kish, smokin' on that keisha
need that visa
I'm working on that I'm touching man
I'm bussin' two white Russians drinking
But it ain't nothing yo
It's East side if you can't tell, North Decatur and
So f*ck y'all, all y'all, if y'all don't like me...
Put that on my partner man, I wish a would
I say we ain't playing man I hope that's
I'm in my though, f*cking round with that 4-0
Eating my mamas but skipping on the risotto
Girl said that she need the follow, tweet her and do any
Man, I'm trying to off, readin' em makes me angry
On the back on the bus, recording the two of us
Stacks at the Apple store, man ballin' is new to us
Trying to make amends, bailing on all my
N*gga to the clubs and a beat to Gucci instead
Man I'm feelin' right, my n*gga Fam "don't stop"
And my crew is always faded on some lowtop
Stopped drinking for the part
My vices all our pictures on my laptop
Screaming at me saying "I ain't what you want"
parents baby all I make is Milians
We got the shows, we got the paper, but I respect
So tell haters we ain't quitting yet
Let 'em

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One love, the thing that changed
My parents lost their job, it's so in the A
Now that I'm 1%, I send most of it
I want to stunt but she need to pay off her loans
And saying, "Get it while you hitting man
We want them harder beats, that 808 you man"
Dude is so stupid anything they hand me
On that parking lot and politicking in Miami
In that home of the D where they sell cake batter
Heard a voice in the back, came from all the fake
That I on, sh*tted on
Sh*tted on, on
Rap your soul, dude, let the mic
'em A-Town, East Side, all day
I put it on, I put it on
I put it on, I put it on
Life is somethin' IMAX, film is at a
I ain't even started, Was it stupid I
Man, probably, but now we do the things we always
I'm proud of me, I am undoubtedly a force to be reckoned with
Please cum laude me
Graduated, the hatred and doubted me
Not a prodigy, just a worker from the Dean's List
But most these doin' so-so like a seamstress