Luyện nghe bài hát There You Go

I'm like Leopold
Look, I tell 'em to it low
I put all my on
Fuck, be opposed
Im in a deeper than 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 never
I'm my coin like the laundry tho'
I get my paper adios
Youngin' with bars like a home
Saba but well like sabido
Sober but got off a doe
I tell the truth on like every (every song)
I drop a classic that's Road

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

I'm a independent black men
I'm at yo that's a CAT scan
Not here to it no Jack Chan
Random to my black fans
Listening to it and out pivot
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 head, nigga
it go?
it go?
it go?
it go?
Oh, since high school I all my fucking friends, nigga
Where go?
they go?
Where go?
Where go?
Oh, point to the lame in the year book 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 cocky but it's a reason copy me
Copy machine epson, they they seasoning
How times must I do something completely
Out of the simple
You sceney boy, done seen me
Funny thought y'all was

I Petey my block tho
I raise it up like it me
I'm clickers and killers
We come from customers
I Barnes and noble pages
My boy from noble he
of my boys is on papers
The other on them stages

Yeah, I'm as the stage IV
Take back the mixing you for
You should all your beats to who made 'em
Because was not what they 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 ground like on a
Winning I am a sore
I maneuver like commuters
The water prolly bluer in the
They want you to it like a brewer
You just ya chance like you were Bueller
And ya interest, perfect
Was on the bus but now I'm on the

Yeah nigga musta lost his fucking head, nigga
it go?
it go?
it go?
it go?
Oh, since high school I all my fucking friends, nigga
they go?
Where go?
they go?
Where go?
Oh, they point to the lame in the year book and be
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

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 shit? Aye, what up
Yeah, you go
Yeah, you go
Yeah, you go
Yeah, you go
Aye aye
Pivot Pivot