Luyện nghe bài hát Tempo

Ok, go
All the way up, way up, way up, way up
All the way up
All the way up
All the way up
All the way up, way up, way up, way up
All the way up
K to the...
All the way up
Second
All the way...

with the kid with his own style
Chilling in the city, we should down
from the Grammy's, with a semi-smile
Cause we had more fun serving people in the city
Let the down
Go and let the beat
Squad is in the
Smash your windows, I it Steve Jobs
We ride, we
boy
I'ma go Bobby Boucher in the
Handing out that living boy

I hit my rhythm, boy
This is not tempo, boy
I hit my rhythm, boy
is not your tempo, boy

HGA is boy
Louie Free, he me
Draw a crowd, no boy
They got Drake to play it safe, I they conned him
I love God, do what I
deal with it, wheels spinning and I still live it
Never chill it, still winning in the field with it
Put the real in it, no it
But to Him winning, never spill it
Didn't with it, but to kill with it
You could still get it, I could still
In the field, to seal
Then there's in the field us
ain't no fear in us
Really ain't no in us
You might wanna get us

Way up, way up, way up, way up, way up
All the way up, way up, way up, way up
I am as free as my
Cut it or it, forget it
I'ma do what I've been called to do, not what's
Just for the
Just for the record I

I hit my rhythm, boy
This is not tempo, boy
I hit my rhythm, boy
But this is not your
This is not tempo, this is not your tempo
Don't own us, don't nobody own us
Don't own us, don't nobody own us

Pull up to the meeting with ripped jeans and
The new intellectual is what you seeing,
We can go toe to toe with any
So we gotta pen game and we just balling dawg,
Explicit as ever, vicious as
Christian and clever, diss it it this is just better
is better
Making art
But high art can't hearts
I'ma do this God
Don't need a pity party, my people pity party
The party I'm a part of imparts partials of
Can't pick apart any part of the pick don't want no part it
I a artist, now pardon, I brought my partners in
I think I know what we
Life is over,
Everybody's shell
I my dignity never said that
We got bigger fish to fry, know when to scale

I hit my rhythm, boy
You can't my tempo, boy
I hit my rhythm
And you can't help but fear

Think I found it, I think I it
I,
I I found my rhythm, boy
Think I it, I think I found it
Not one does He see
I placed all my burdens on Him
He them all from me