Luyện nghe bài hát TKO Remix

I don't understand it, me how could you be so low?
(And all in thrilling, new, sound)
babe (Dammit babe)

Blood thicker than water,
Fuck bitches, all alike
up nigga, not the falling type
Heart blacker than the Nights til I met you,
say the devil wear Prada but I doubt it cause the Lord did bless you
Damn at that body
Short bus shorty, cause you is special Cole to the rescue,
Never a ho
Hoes to hide their behavior though
Thought you was a down ass
'Til I found that shit a couple ago, I was home alone
Next thing I know that long ass from a song called "Control" was on
The got nearer, the tune got clearer
That's when I seen the playing on your phone
Girl, what is that a
Shit, not you too
Man the done got you too
Everybody and momma gassed
Even my asked what I'mma do
Decisions,
In case this is war, then I up on all ammunition
If a nigga problems, my trigger's on auto
I'll make sure nobody miss him
Now pack up your shit, you believe in me
I need you, I got me, bitch
Same moved to NYC, bitch
Got a deal and a college degree, bitch
Two plaques, I produced all the tracks
And I ever ever lean on Jay-Z, bitch
And after all that
Real nigga never went and got his teeth fixed
Now you try to play me,
You try to fuckin' play me? I ought to knock ass out

TKO (TKO, TKO)
TKO
I understand it, tell me how could you be so low, deo
TKO, you've been swinging after the bell and after all of the blows
Tried to go below the belt, my chest, perfect hit to the dome
And dammit (Dammit babe)
Dammit (Dammit babe)
babe (Dammit babe)

All Pretty Flacko, bitch, celebrate it
Had the game on lock, serenaded
Now you lame mothafuckas lookin'
Bet you niggas wish you never hated, that's the ain't it
that shit, he rich, fuck that shit, he this, fuck that shit, he that
He black, he like blacks, fuck that shit, he wack
Fuck that shit he raps, fuck that shit he spits, fuck that
Fuck that he with, finished talking shit
Get up off my
The narcissists synonymous with comments the blogs about
Menages with the gossips and the bosses, fuck
I'm and not to mention, in my closet
Is a model chick, gothic fits, trapped inside of it
Besides it I'd deny the shit, shit should stop the shit
I'm the shit, not kinda sick, the doc prescribed my shit
Cock it, click-click, opposite, stop and droppin'
'fore poppin' shit, from popular to poppin' picks to poppin'
She pop her pussy, pop a Xanny, for compliments
Make it rain, she pop that shit, it her confidence (TKO)
Was supposed to stop this shit but spit like I forgot shit (TKO)
Forgot the topic, I God forgive you, peep my common sense (TKO)

I understand it, tell me how could you be so low, deo
TKO, you've been swinging after the bell and after all of the whistle
Tried to go the belt, through my chest, perfect hit to the dome
And babe (Dammit babe)
babe (Dammit babe)
Dammit babe (Dammit babe) JT like deja vu right?

All this album of the year talk, claiming they're the best out
I been hot since the Tape and this cuban's poking my chest out
They calling on King Push, this beach chair, I'm stretched out
My name is my name, bitch, until I'm gone and it's out
I been known to blow a quarter brick on hairs and a messy bun
If I make her mine, her mind, she fall in line and we got somethin'
Memoirs of a millionaire, better I'm a reallionaire
Alaïa skirt, Fendi work, dress my like build-a-bear
Fuck you know about the Tiger of Rollie, fuck you know about blowin'
on it like a grand circle, diamonds in it, holdin' hands
A1 since day 1, I dope and my name rung
I sold where I came from and it's so dope what I made from it
No lie, know why? Guy in my bowtie
JT up in the 3 piece and we baby like showtime
She ain't know, we ain't know, try to trap her but she ain't
Once she trap you with the DA flow, lights out, TKO, la!