Luyện nghe bài hát The Ways

Wait, I understand the love, but I wanted some freak shit
Like, I want the And the fingers don't count

Bitch, I know you
Hanging with brought the hoe up out you
And now you acting like you don't know it
Look I ain't really tripping, want some about you
Now wait a
Bitch, I about you
Why you snitching when nobody know it
the wrong way to try to go about it
They go take your ass out with no
Now pay

And the way
Pussy on my hotline, the way
Plans on my trap phone the way
Numbers in my paper bag, the way

She pop bottles, that's fo sho
When we roll up, she roll up, fo sho
She ridin' high, sittin' low, that's fo sho
matter where we go
Fo sho

I know you heard me
Walk mellow talk mellow, plus I'm quiet as
My composed, but inside I'm a nut
And drinks and a blunt, I'm redesigning your strut
Got you rewinding and take, and smiling and such
Keep your in touch, dialing my line in a cut
hydrophonic and got you hot with the bottles and bubs
On top of that, this dick and dollars got you in love
Now wait a

the way
Pussy on my hotline, the way
Plans on my trap phone, the way
Numbers in my paper bag, the way

She pop bottles, that's fo sho
When we up, she roll up, that's fo sho
She love ridin' high, sittin' low, fo sho
Don't matter we go
Fo sho

Big money, all
How you it, we can run it
Ten boppers, swing
Drop it low, do thang, do your thang
Big money, all
How you it, we can run it
Ten boppers, swing
Drop it low, do your thang, do your

the way
Pussy on my hotline, the way
Plans on my phone that's the way
Numbers in my bag, that's the way

She pop bottles, that's fo sho
When we roll up, she roll up, fo sho
She love ridin' high, low, that's fo sho
Don't matter we go
Fo sho