Luyện nghe bài hát Skate It Off

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

1]
Wait, I skated off on the plug, skrr, skrr
I just skated off like T. Pud, skrr,
I just off, on twelve
With the work in one hand like
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 down, what's the scoop?
What's the
I just blasé, blasé, blasé, whoop-de-whoop

Yeah, i touched down, I'm going for two
(Let's go, go)
You just AK, AK, AK, doo-doo-doo, doo-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 need a for my soup, yeah
I just off on drugs, on drugs
I skated off sippin' mud, sippin' mud
I skated off on the Xan, on the Xan
And we just skateboard, we don't in our pants, nope

2]
I just skated off on twelve, twelve bitch
Like a boss, a fuckin' handrail, that handrail bitch
I just skated off in YSL, YSL, you do?
And I can work, fuck the scale, fuck the scale
I got eyeballs on the roof, on the
My slimer ollie off this fuckin' roof, fuckin' roof
I got on your squad, pop, pop, pop
I just skated off a shot, so deep
I just skated off with Chaz Ortiz, Chaz Ortiz
I just skated with some SB's, got some bitch
I just skated off 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 just off when I chop
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 pop it off for a thug, yeah
I skated 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 thong wetter than my yacht, why
I just skeeted off in wifey (get a lot of hoes)
While I got more cars than the sidekick, I'm
Black credit card, nigga swipe it, I'm
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 the truce

3]
I just off on twelve
Everything in my safe that's for bail
Yeah cause I know nigga's snake, we turning up
Yeah, I my hoe I had to turn the page, she turned to drugs
barrel, double date and double cup
And no matter how hard I fall, I get up, man fuck you bitch?
I get up and try again, we call that
Oh your bitch want this D? Okay 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 we [?] get them sweepstakes
Fuckboi you a hater, the streets say
These bullets your tomato to a v8
Yeah we chilling, we finnesin' easy
We get the squad, for another squad to cremate