Luyện nghe bài hát Trust You

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

[Hook - Gates]
These ain't shit but hoes with tricks
girl, you different
When you're not around, it feels something's missing
And I know you keep it
tell no lie
Know you heard what say
True is hard to find
I just might trust you with my
Trust you with my
might trust you with my drugs
Might trust you my money
Girl, trust you with my drugs
Might trust you with my
Might trust you with my drugs
Might trust you with my money,

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

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

[Outro - Gates]
Please don't
I need some time
requirements
Just gotta make sure you all mine
Standing there staring, with your bow-legged
being nothing you could hold in your hand
Hustle in the hood, strong the bands
at you as something more than a ho I could smash
Or being bad I could bone at the bag
Pole in my pants standing at
When you step out of the and your ass is wiggling
at the ceiling
Now glass is empty
backwards, really
I grabbed a vixen
That supposed to be a fitter video
Stacks'll really
get exposed
Missing you you not around
We text each when out of town
You remain the same no up or down
These other women stay
Money come and they help us it
But'll fuck my niggas in the minute
I was down and out and had to go to
Kinda high play, acki
And again I say I like hoes