Luyện nghe bài hát Skate It Off

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

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

Yeah, i just touched down, I'm 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 skaters in cahoots, in
Bitch, I skated off like Nyjah Huston, switch
Think I need a for my soup, yeah
I skated 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 skated off on twelve, fuck 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, fuck the scale, the scale
I got on the roof, on the roof
My slimer ollie off this fuckin' roof, fuckin' bitch
I got eyeballs on squad, pop, pop, pop
I skated off like a shot, so deep
I just skated off with Chaz Ortiz, Chaz Ortiz
I just with some SB's, got some SB's bitch
I skated off with the [?]
I got on your whoodie, fuck you, got 'em
Keep your eyeballs off my guap-o,
I skated off like El Chapo, Chapo
I just skated off when I
A gun in both hands, 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 pop it off for a thug, yeah
I skated off on her love, deuces
I just off on the plug
She just skated off on her
I skated off on a thot, thot bitch
And left her thong than my yacht, why not?
I just skeeted off in wifey (get a lot of hoes)
While I got more than the sidekick, I'm good
Black credit card, swipe it, I'm good
We niggas man
We
Stripes in streets, call me stripey I'm good
Beep....
Flying in streets like a pilot
for the [?] they keep crying 'bout the truce

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