Luyện nghe bài hát Uncle Otis

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Shits here is my otis (Taylor made)
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This for my uncle Otis

a dome shot to this nigga named Otis
Niggas think they the coldest but nigga you just the
Niggas be chasing they youth but it's
Yo 'Ye, nigga aint even wanna put you on
And then he turned around, put on
But forget to tell em Han Han don't sell no f-cking Wonton's
I don't wear Sean John, but f-ck with that Ciroc
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 dont wear no Gucci Fendi Fendi Prada
I'm Charles Louboutin, you aint sayin' nada
Lil white bitch better stay in ya
You me a nigga, I'ma put the K in ya face
It's a up bitch

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

Call Khaled, him F-ck it, I'm on one
I Tyler, the Creator
go courtside seats
You are now the greatest
blocking the haters
Stays rocking the
The Show 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 just got a divorce and I got her up in the Porsche
Tryna teach you How To
How To
Anthony too short (bitch)
Look how that look
And I'm 6 foot 7 foot 8 foot and Castles
All my niggas crooks with
Red Nation yeah crooks with tassels
It's a party, it's a party, a party
up in Marvins Room, blowing that Marley
You hit it, so put ya hands up in the air

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

I got the money up in the band
Don't run up on me, try to take it me (boom)
I aint Morris Chestnut, I aint
But I you 9 shots, you can call that Fifty
Dre got that Super Bass I just call it
on that Detox, blowin on that sticky
Can I hit it In The
Better be a
Gotta hustle hard, Ace, Tunechi and
Waves Frank Ocean, you can see my Odd
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 took a on the red futon
Hit it with that Wiz shit on,
So put pussy on my face
and let me taste, a little
I'ma eat it up it's my last
I'ma I'ma do it different, she gettin no cash
You why? I'm Not A Star
Somebody I got a chppper in the car, huh
That a lie

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