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, known
Shoulda known, known

1]
Bino, I'm so for real-o, green I'm Cee Lo
Hangin' out with Kilo... Kish, smokin' on keisha
I'ma need visa
I'm on everything 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 and Glendale
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 that's understood
I'm in my zone though, round with that 4-0
Eating my mamas salmon but skipping on the
Girl said that she need the follow, tweet her and do any
Man, I'm trying to stay off, readin' em me angry
On the back on the tour bus, the two of us
Stacks at the Apple store, man this is new to us
Trying to make amends, on all my friends
N*gga went to the clubs and a beat to instead
Man I'm feelin' right, my n*gga Fam "don't stop"
And half my 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 you really want"
Christina's parents baby all I is Milians
We got the shows, we got the paper, but I want
So tell them haters we ain't yet
Let 'em

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