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
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All the way...

Jiggy with the kid his own style
Chilling in the city, we simmer down
from the Grammy's, with a semi-smile
Cause we done had more fun people in the city
Let the window
Go and let the knock
Squad is in the
Smash windows, I call it Steve Jobs
We ride, we
boy
I'ma go Bobby Boucher in the
Handing out living water boy

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

HGA is boy
Free, he with me
Draw a crowd, no boy
They got Drake to play it safe, I they conned him
I love God, do what I
Gotta deal with it, wheels spinning and I live it
Never chill with it, still in the field with it
Put the real in it, no it
But to Him winning, never spill it
Didn't kill it, but to kill with it
You still get it, I could still feel
In the field, to seal
there's in the field with us
Really no fear in us
ain't no fear 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 as my hair
Cut it or it, forget it
do what I've been called to do, not what's expected
Just for the
Just for the I know

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

Pull up to the meeting with ripped and Adidas
The new intellectual is you seeing, homie
We can go toe to toe any so-and-so
So we gotta pen game and we balling dawg, aight?
Explicit as ever, vicious as
Christian and clever, diss it it this is just better
Vision is
high art
But high art revive hearts
I'ma do this God
Don't a pity party, my people pity your party
The party I'm a part of imparts of pardons
Can't pick apart any part of the pick don't no part with it
I a artist, now pardon, I brought my partners in
I think I know what we
is over, easy
Everybody's shell
I holdin my dignity said that
We got bigger fish to fry, know to scale back

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

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