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...

Jiggy with the kid his own style
Chilling in the city, we should down
Coming from the Grammy's, a semi-smile
Cause we done had more fun serving 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 that 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 it, still winning in the field with it
Put the in it, no concealing it
But to Him winning, never with it
kill with it, but to kill with it
You still get it, I could still feel
In the field, here to
there's in the field with us
Really 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 as my hair
Cut it or comb it, it
I'ma do what I've been called to do, not expected
Just for the
Just for the record I

I hit my rhythm, boy
is not your tempo, boy
I hit my rhythm, boy
But this is not your
is not your 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 and Adidas
The new is what 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 dismiss it is just better
Vision is
high art
But high art revive hearts
I'ma do this God
need a pity party, my people pity your party
The party I'm a part of imparts partials of
pick apart any part of the pick don't want no part with it
I played a artist, now pardon, I brought my in
I think I know what we
Life is over,
Everybody's cracked
I my dignity never said that
We got bigger fish to fry, know when to back

I hit my rhythm, boy
You match my tempo, boy
I hit my rhythm
And you help but fear love

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