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 the kid with his own style
Chilling in the city, we should simmer
Coming the Grammy's, with a semi-smile
Cause we done had more fun serving people in the
Let the down
Go and let the beat
Squad is in the
Smash your windows, I call it Steve
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
Louie Free, he me
a crowd, no stencil 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 still it
Never chill with it, winning in the field with it
Put the in it, no concealing it
But to Him winning, spill with it
Didn't kill with it, but to kill it
You still get it, I could still feel
In the field, to seal
Then there's in the with us
Really no fear in us
ain't no fear in us
You wanna get with 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
I'ma do what I've been to do, not what's expected
for the record
Just for the record I

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, this is not your
nobody own us, don't 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 what you seeing,
We can go toe to toe with any
So we gotta pen and we just balling dawg, aight?
as ever, vicious as ever
Christian and clever, diss it dismiss it is just better
Vision is
high art
But high art can't hearts
I'ma do this God
Don't need a pity party, my people pity your
The party I'm a of imparts partials of pardons
Can't 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 what we revealing
is over, easy
Everybody's shell
I holdin my never said that
We got bigger fish to fry, know when to scale

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
Think I found it, I think I it
Not one blemish He see
When I all my burdens on Him
He them all from me