Luyện nghe bài hát Skate It Off

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

1]
Wait, I just off on the plug, skrr, skrr
I just skated off like T. Pud, skrr,
I just skated off, on
With the work in one hand Odell
the work, yeah
I got on the roof, on the roof
I keep nigga's just for proof, nigga oh
Money so tall it hoop, money go
I'm on my I.D, my IG and IQ
Yeah, I just touched down, the scoop?
What's the
I just hear blasé, blasé, blasé,

Yeah, i just down, I'm going for two
(Let's go, go)
You just 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 skated off like Nyjah Huston,
Think I need a cake for my soup,
I skated off on drugs, on drugs
I just skated off sippin' mud, mud
I just off on the Xan, on the Xan
And we just skateboard, we don't dance in our pants,

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

3]
I skated off on twelve
that's in my safe that's for bail
Yeah I know nigga's turning snake, we turning up
Yeah, I told my hoe I had to the page, she turned to drugs
Double barrel, date and double cup
And no how hard I fall, I get up, man fuck you going bitch?
I get up and try again, we call that
Oh your bitch just want this D? it's D-Day
I get flu off on her PJ
I'm gon' my skaters rich, we ain't no cheapskates, no, no
That AK got that pop the TJ
Yeah, in the streets we [?] get them
Fuckboi you a hater, what the say
These bullets turn your to a v8
Yeah we chilling, we finnesin' easy
We get the squad, looking for another squad to