Luyện nghe bài hát TANK

Body a bat and a black leather to record
Here, take it, get

Ah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, is it, ah
The eighteen-wheeler papi, we'll it through your living room
While you Maury, true story
Uh, jump in the pool the tool on me, shredded 240
Who gon' me? You and whose army?
come with the ninja grip
Wheelin' red down the strip
to my lip
High as Knight, fuck it, let the card swipe
I'll take that yellow on the far right
As if I fit it
for me to spit it
I'm bout' to a shitted on your fitted with no good luck
Just and hardship
Another loser on the corner doing card (Ah)
I'm on the to Russia with a hard dick and a tank top from Target
Why this blunt taste like
And why your girl cheating on you with a player from the San Diego
Motherfucker, we got Jeeps in jail
Tell the judge, "It's all good, go 'head and that bail"
me, you can't touch me
Like Hammer, shit crunchy
I do it for the
I do it for my
I do it for my
I do it for myself because there should've been a
But there was during, birth given, damn, man
Another night the Moon's shinin', the Earth
Boo, listen, Daddy swerved the coupe conviction
Guns under the pillow like my missin'
Everybody it's me 'cause the roof missin'
You can see my from a mile

Oooh, I'm up at bat!
Albanian baseball, I'm a hammer!
that!
We've been in the game our whole lives!
God can bench us!
You was in the dayroom splits!
I you stop blockin' the TV!
I'm tryna Maury!
And hang your phone up!
We've been ballin' our whole lives!
You to the P-A-L champion!
I this! Uh!
Fuck her 'til she me!
You gotta stab me if you me
I'm to die
You're scared to