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
letter
All the way...

Jiggy with the kid with his own
Chilling in the city, we should down
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 Jobs
We ride, we
boy
I'ma go Bobby in the city
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
Louie Free, he me
Draw a crowd, no boy
They got Drake to play it safe, I think they him
I God, do what I wanna
Gotta deal with it, wheels spinning and I live it
Never chill with it, still winning in the field it
Put the real in it, no it
But to Him winning, never with it
Didn't kill it, but to kill with it
You could still get it, I could feel
In the field, here to
Then there's in the with us
Really ain't no in us
Really 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 comb it, it
I'ma do I've been called to do, not what's expected
Just for the
for the record I know

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

Pull up to the meeting with jeans and Adidas
The new is what you seeing, homie
We can go toe to toe with any
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
is better
Making art
But art can't revive hearts
I'ma do God talk
Don't need a pity party, my people pity party
The party I'm a part of imparts partials of
Can't pick 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
is over, easy
Everybody's shell
I holdin my dignity said that
We got fish to fry, know when to scale back

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