Luyện nghe bài hát Uncle Otis

This then is sound, sound scupltured in space (Taylor made)

Shits here is my uncle (Taylor made)
(T-t-taylor made) (Taylor made)

This shit for my uncle

Here's a dome shot to nigga named Otis
Niggas think they the coldest but nigga you just the
be chasing they youth but it's gone
Yo 'Ye, this nigga aint wanna put you on
And he turned around, put on Sean
But forget to em Benny Han Han don't sell no f-cking Wonton's
I don't Sean John, but f-ck with that Ciroc shit
Tupac back, Hit Em Up on some Pac shit
Who run the world?
Will Kelly Rowland and be my Motivation
If you invented swag then I gangsta
Got one in the chamber, the Throne is now in
And I wear no Gucci Gucci Fendi Fendi Prada
I'm Charles Louboutin, you niggas sayin' nada
Lil white better stay in ya place
You me a nigga, I'ma put the K in ya face
a stick up bitch

(So put your up in the air)
(I just wanna, I just wanna, I wanna)
Know is any Gangstas up in
I do it, I do it, boi
So put your up in the air
(I just wanna, I just wanna, I wanna)
is any Gangstas up in here?
I do it

Call Khaled, tell him it, I'm on one
I Tyler, the Creator
go courtside seats
You are now watching the
blocking the haters
Stays rocking the
The Goes On
Til I aiming the Lasers
And Lupe'll souffle half you
Its the Drew league, I don't wanna speak the Rucker
Cause Jennifer Lopez got a divorce and I already got her up in the Porsche
teach you How To love
How To
Marc Anthony too (bitch)
Look how that look
And I'm 6 foot 7 8 foot Crooks and Castles
All my niggas crooks castles
Red Nation yeah crooks with tassels
It's a party, it's a party, a party
Sittin up in Marvins Room, blowing that
You hit it, so put ya hands up in the air

(So put hands up in the air)
(I just wanna, I just wanna, I wanna)
is any Gangstas up in here?
I do it, I do it, boi
So put hands up in the air
(I just wanna, I wanna, I just wanna)
Know is any Gangstas up in
I do it

I got the money up in the rubber
Don't run up on me, try to take it me (boom)
I aint Chestnut, I aint Ricky
But I give you 9 shots, you can call that
Dre got that Super Bass I just it Nicki
Working on Detox, blowin on that sticky
Can I hit it In The
be a quickie
Gotta hustle hard, Ace, Tunechi and
Frank Ocean, you can see my Odd Future
You gon need more than after I shoot ya
Yesterday I went to not to see Jigga
I went to see Wiz but Amber, perfect
I a seat on the red futon
Hit it that Wiz shit on, whatever
So put pussy on my face
and let me taste, a taste
I'ma eat it up it's my last
I'ma I'ma do it different, she aint gettin no
You why? I'm Not A Star
Somebody lied I got a in the car, huh
That a lie

(So put hands up in the air)
(I just wanna, I wanna, I just wanna)
Know is any Gangstas up in
I do it, I do it, boi
So put your up in the air
(I just wanna, I wanna, I just wanna)
Know is any Gangstas up in
I do it