Luyện nghe bài hát Skate It Off

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

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

Yeah, i just touched down, I'm for two
(Let's go, go)
You just hear AK, AK, AK, doo-doo-doo,
I just touched down, it do?
it do?
Me and all my skaters in cahoots, in
Bitch, I just skated off like Huston, switch
Think I a cake for my soup, yeah
I just skated off on drugs, on
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 off on twelve, fuck twelve bitch
Like a boss, like a fuckin' handrail, handrail bitch
I just off in YSL, YSL, what you do?
And I can eyeball work, fuck the scale, the scale
I got eyeballs on the roof, on the
My slimer off this fuckin' roof, fuckin' roof bitch
I got eyeballs on squad, pop, pop, pop
I skated off like a shot, so deep
I just skated off with Chaz Ortiz, Ortiz bitch
I just with some SB's, got some 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 skated off like El Chapo, Chapo
I skated off when I chop
A gun in both hands, bitch I'm to do the Shaba, Shaba
Treat a Rolls Royce like a Honda, bitch 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 skated off on the plug
She just off on her humps
I just off on a thot, thot bitch
And left her thong than my yacht, why not?
I just off in your wifey (get a lot of hoes)
I got more cars than the sidekick, I'm good
Black credit card, swipe it, I'm good
We them man
We
Stripes in these streets, me stripey I'm good
Beep....
Flying in these like a pilot
Tissues for the [?] they crying 'bout the truce

3]
I just skated off on
that's in my safe that's for bail
Yeah cause I nigga's turning snake, we turning up
Yeah, I told my hoe I had to turn the page, she turned to
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 D? Okay it's D-Day
I get flu off on her PJ
I'm gon' make my rich, we ain't no cheapskates, no, no
AK got that pop like the TJ
Yeah, in the we [?] get them sweepstakes
Fuckboi you a hater, the streets say
These bullets your tomato to a v8
we chilling, we finnesin' very easy
We get the squad, for another squad to cremate