Luyện nghe bài hát Skate It Off

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

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

Yeah, i just down, I'm going for two
(Let's go, go)
You just hear AK, AK, AK, 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 cake for my soup,
I skated off on drugs, on drugs
I just off sippin' mud, sippin' mud
I skated 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 bitch
Like a boss, like a fuckin' handrail, that handrail
I just skated off in YSL, YSL, you do?
And I can eyeball work, fuck the scale, the scale
I got on the roof, on the roof
My ollie off this fuckin' roof, fuckin' roof bitch
I got on your squad, pop, pop, pop
I just off like a shot, so deep
I just skated off with Chaz Ortiz, Chaz bitch
I just with some SB's, got some SB's bitch
I just off with the [?]
I got eyeballs on whoodie, fuck you, got 'em
Keep eyeballs off my guap-o, guap-o
I just skated off like El Chapo,
I just skated off when I
A gun in hands, bitch I'm 'bout to do the Shaba, Shaba
Treat a Rolls like a Honda, bitch back up off me
Nigga I'm the God, you
She gon' pop it off for a thug,
I just off on her love, deuces
I just skated off on the
She just skated off on her
I skated off on a thot, thot bitch
And left her wetter than my yacht, why not?
I just skeeted off in wifey (get a lot of hoes)
While I got more cars than the sidekick, I'm
Black card, nigga swipe it, I'm good
We niggas man
We
in these streets, call me stripey I'm good
Beep....
Flying in streets like a pilot
Tissues for the [?] they keep crying 'bout the

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