Luyện nghe bài hát TKO Remix

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

Blood thicker than water,
bitches, they all alike
Stand up nigga, not the falling
Heart than the Harlem Nights til I met you,
say the devil wear Prada but I doubt it cause the Lord did bless you
Damn at that body
bus shorty, cause you sure is special Cole to the rescue,
Never a ho
Hoes like to hide behavior though
Thought you was a down ass
'Til I that shit a couple days ago, I was home alone
Next thing I know that long ass verse a song called "Control" was on
The room got nearer, the tune got
That's when I the shit playing on your phone
Girl, what is that a
Shit, not you too
Man the done got you too
and their momma gassed
Even my asked what I'mma do
Decisions,
In case this is war, then I load up on all
If a nigga want problems, my on auto
I'll sure that nobody miss him
Now up your shit, you don't believe in me
I need you, I got me, bitch
Same nigga moved to NYC,
Got a record and a college degree, bitch
Two gold plaques, I produced all the
And I never ever ever on Jay-Z, bitch
And after all achievement
Real nigga never even 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 don't it, tell me how could you be so low, deo
TKO, you've been swinging after the bell and after all of the whistle
to go below the belt, through my chest, perfect hit to the dome
And dammit (Dammit babe)
Dammit (Dammit babe)
Dammit (Dammit babe)

All Pretty Flacko, bitch, celebrate it
Had the game on lock, streets
Now you mothafuckas lookin' devastated
Bet you wish you never hated, that's the devil ain't it
Fuck that shit, he rich, fuck that shit, he this, that shit, he that
He black, he like blacks, fuck that shit, he wack
Fuck that shit he raps, fuck that shit he spits, that bitch
Fuck that bitch he with, talking shit
Get up off my
The narcissists synonymous with comments from the blogs
Menages the gossips and the bosses, fuck surprises
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 y'all should the shit
I'm the shit, not just kinda sick, the doc my shit
Cock it, click-click, opposite, stop and droppin'
'fore poppin' shit, from popular to poppin' to poppin' tits
She pop her pussy, pop a Xanny, popular for
Make it rain, she pop that shit, it boosts her (TKO)
Was supposed to this shit but spit like I forgot some shit (TKO)
Forgot the topic, I hope God forgive you, peep my sense (TKO)

I don't it, tell me how could you be so low, deo
TKO, you've been swinging after the bell and all of the whistle blows
to go below the belt, through my chest, perfect hit to the dome
And babe (Dammit babe)
Dammit (Dammit babe)
Dammit babe (Dammit babe) JT this like vu right?

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