Luyện nghe bài hát Skate It Off

Mic
the motherfuckin' squad man
You know how we it up...
Mic
We the Fort squad, watch the cream baby
squad shit man
Let's go, go

1]
Wait, I skated off on the plug, skrr, skrr
I just off like T. Pud, skrr, skrr
I just off, on twelve
With the work in one like Odell
the work, yeah
I got eyeballs on the roof, on the
I keep nigga's scars for proof, nigga oh
so tall it could hoop, money go
I'm on my I.D, my IG and IQ
Yeah, I just touched down, what's the
What's the
I just blasé, blasé, blasé, whoop-de-whoop

Yeah, i just down, I'm going for two
(Let's go, go)
You hear AK, AK, AK, doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo
I just down, what it do?
it do?
Me and all my in cahoots, in cahoots
Bitch, I just off like Nyjah Huston, switch
Think I need a for my soup, yeah
I skated off on drugs, on drugs
I just skated off mud, sippin' mud
I just off on the Xan, on the Xan
And we just skateboard, we dance in our pants, nope

2]
I just skated off on twelve, twelve bitch
Like a boss, a fuckin' handrail, that handrail bitch
I just off in YSL, YSL, what you do?
And I can eyeball work, the scale, fuck the scale
I got on the roof, on the roof
My slimer off this fuckin' roof, fuckin' roof bitch
I got on your squad, pop, pop, pop
I just off like a shot, so deep
I skated off with Chaz Ortiz, Chaz Ortiz bitch
I just skated with some SB's, got SB's bitch
I just off with the [?]
I got on your whoodie, fuck you, got 'em
Keep your off my guap-o, guap-o
I just skated off like El Chapo,
I just skated off when I
A gun in both hands, I'm 'bout to do the Shaba, Shaba
Treat a Royce like a Honda, bitch back up off me
Nigga I'm the God, you
She gon' pop it off for a thug,
I skated off on her love, deuces
I just off on the plug
She skated off on her humps
I just skated off on a thot, bitch
And left her wetter than my yacht, why not?
I skeeted off in your wifey (get a lot of hoes)
While I got more cars than the sidekick, I'm
Black credit card, swipe it, I'm good
We them man
We
Stripes in streets, call me stripey I'm good
Beep....
Flying in these streets like a
Tissues for the [?] they keep 'bout the truce

3]
I just off on twelve
Everything that's in my safe for bail
Yeah cause I know turning snake, we turning up
Yeah, I told my hoe I had to the page, she turned to drugs
barrel, double date and double cup
And no matter how I fall, I get up, man fuck you going bitch?
I get up and try again, we call rebate
Oh your bitch just this D? Okay it's D-Day
I get flu off on her PJ
I'm gon' make my skaters rich, we no cheapskates, no, no
That AK got that pop the TJ
Yeah, in the we [?] get them sweepstakes
you a hater, what the streets say
These bullets your tomato to a v8
Yeah we chilling, we finnesin' easy
We get the squad, looking for another to cremate