Luyện nghe bài hát Trust You

Ay unno me get every ting
So me
What would I wan wit skettle bald people mon

[Hook - Gates]
These women ain't shit but with tricks
girl, you different
When you're not around, it feels something's missing
And I know you keep it
Never no lie
Know you heard they say
love is hard to find
I might trust you with my drugs
Trust you my money
might trust you with my drugs
Might trust you with my
Girl, trust you with my drugs
Might trust you my money
Might just trust you with my
Might trust you with my money,

[Verse 1 - T]
Started out as just a mission
have thought I would've fucked with ya
Dope boy, they got issues
Never being stuck with you
later, we in the villa suites
Top back, we on vanilla
about my episodes
With them extra hoes, but you didn't
nights when you couldn't sleep
Celine bags with the treat
C-Class you see past
All them hoes, and that they niggas weak
Whoo! I'm money
Got you talking in dollar
all good that she the top bitch
But she just wanna know the line
I don't blame her, I don't her
I just sit back and give her
Phillip Lim, Lam
Every baller gotta she's sponsored
Whoo! You that
Now where the fuck did you that?
We up, we turnt out
We too far gone to ever turn

[Verse 2 - T]
Locked phones, past
Pass codes, we this
Pass time,
Rolexes, sexes
bezel we both flexing
Big diamonds, we
dope, touch down
Both sports, I'm Bo
Your bitch fronting, you
My stunting, that's me
I break it down, then her off
I'm breaking bread, and key
We everything that talk about
Know haters be watching
Them lurking -- your page locked
And they know when you shopping
They still know I'm balling
You still know I'm all in
Your ex nigga, your next
Gon' hate the that I'm spoiling
Whoo! But you earned
Now where the fuck did you learn
We turnt up, we out
We too far gone to ever back

[Outro - Kevin
Please mind
I just some time
requirements
Just gotta make sure you all mine
Standing staring, with your bow-legged stance
Trust being nothing you could hold in hand
Hustle in the hood, with the bands
at you as something more than a ho I could smash
Or being something bad I could at the bag
in my pants standing at attention
When you step out of the and your ass is wiggling
at the ceiling
Now your is empty
backwards, really
I done a vixen
That supposed to be a fitter after
Stacks'll really
get exposed
Missing you you not around
We text each other when out of
You the same no matter up or down
These other stay pretending
Money and they help us spend it
But'll my niggas in the very minute
I was and out and had to go to prison
Kinda role play, acki
And again I say I these hoes