Luyện nghe bài hát There You Go

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

I can never
I'm 'bout my coin like the laundry
I get my paper then
Youngin' bars like a audy home
but well known 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 like I'm fat as fuck
You for help like you had enough
We really not that acting tough
I'm really myself in
I'm like a out philanthropist
I my songs with no cannibis
I'm in the bay I'm tapping in
I coulda made what you if I signed

I'm a independent black men
I'm at yo head a CAT scan
Not here to kick it no Chan
Random shoutout to my fans
Listening to it and yelling out
I'm studious, partially ignorant
I'm not here for the 15
All my is winning, I'ma 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?
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 much the man now nigga every
I go
I go
I go, oh oh

Not to be cocky but a reason they copy me
Copy machine epson, they they seasoning
How many times must I do something
Out of the seemingly
You boy, y'all done seen me
Funny thought y'all was

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

Yeah, I'm as the stage IV
Take the mixing you paid for
You should return all your to who made 'em
Because was not what they made for
I take my words and I 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 my ground like on a fort
Winning I am a sore
Loser I like commuters
The prolly bluer in the sewer
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 I lost all my fucking friends, nigga
Where 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 much the man now 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
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