Luyện nghe bài hát There You Go

I'm butter Leopold
Look, I 'em to keep it low
I put all my on
Fuck, whoever be
Im in a deeper zone on my last one
Run all of it backwards, you
I chose to go for it was in the
Now I'm on choruses, uh

I can fold
I'm my coin like the laundry tho'
I get my paper then
Youngin' bars like a audy home
Saba but known like sabido
but got off a addy doe
I tell the truth on like every (every song)
I drop a classic Abbey Road

You can add 'em up
Two under my belt like I'm fat as
You begging for help you had enough
We not into that acting tough
I'm really myself in
I'm a out west philanthropist
I write my songs no cannibis
I'm in the bay bitch I'm in
I coulda made what you if I signed

I'm a independent young men
I'm at yo that's a CAT scan
Not here to it no Jack Chan
Random shoutout to my black
Listening to it and yelling out
I'm partially studious, partially
I'm not for the 15 minutes
All my team is winning, need a minute

Yeah, this nigga musta lost his fucking head,
it go?
it go?
it go?
it go?
Oh, since high school I lost all my fucking friends,
they go?
Where go?
Where go?
Where go?
Oh, they point to the lame in the year and be like
you go
you go
you go
you go
I guess it's funny 'cause I'm pretty the man now nigga every
I go
I go
I go, oh oh

Not to be but it's a reason they copy me
Copy machine epson, they they seasoning
How many times I do something completely
Out of the seemingly
You sceney boy, y'all seen me
Funny y'all was competing

I Pablo my block tho
I raise it up it raised me
I'm talking and killers
We come from customers
I Barnes and noble pages
My boy noble he famous
of my boys is on papers
The other half on them

Yeah, I'm as the stage IV
back the mixing you paid for
You return all your beats to who made 'em
Because that was not what made for
I take my and I wage war
I'm the out I can assure
I can it, I just let it be it
I just say less while say more

I stand my like on a fort
Winning because I am a
Loser I maneuver like
The water prolly bluer in the
They you to drink it like a brewer
You just blew ya chance like you Bueller
And ya interest, perfect
Was on the bus but now I'm on the

Yeah this nigga musta lost his head, nigga
it go?
it go?
it go?
it go?
Oh, since high school I lost all my friends, nigga
they go?
Where go?
Where go?
they go?
Oh, they point to the in the year book and be like
you go
you go
you go
you go
I it's funny 'cause I'm pretty much the man now nigga every
I go
I go
I go, oh oh

Yeah, you go
Yeah, you go
Yeah, you go
Yeah, you go

Yeah, you go
Yeah, you go
Yeah, you go
Yeah, you go

Remember that Aye, what up Walt?
Yeah, you go
Yeah, you go
Yeah, you go
Yeah, you go
Aye aye
Pivot gang