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 simmer
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
is in the house
Smash your windows, I call it Jobs
We ride, we
boy
I'ma go Bobby in the city
out that living water boy

I hit my rhythm, boy
This is not 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, spinning and I still live it
Never with it, still winning in the field with it
Put the in it, no concealing it
But to Him winning, never spill it
Didn't with it, but to kill with it
You could get it, I could still feel
In the field, here to
Then there's in the field us
Really ain't no 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 called to do, not what's expected
for the record
Just for the I know

I hit my rhythm, boy
is not your tempo, boy
I hit my rhythm, boy
But this is not tempo
This is not your tempo, this is not your
Don't nobody own us, don't own us
Don't nobody own us, don't 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 just balling dawg,
as ever, vicious as ever
Christian and clever, it dismiss it this is just better
is better
Making art
But high art revive hearts
I'ma do this God
Don't need a pity party, my people pity party
The party I'm a of imparts partials of pardons
Can't pick apart any part of the pick want no part with it
I a artist, now pardon, I brought my partners in
I think I what we revealing
Life is over,
Everybody's shell
I holdin my dignity never said
We got bigger fish to fry, know to scale back

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

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