Luyện nghe bài hát Uncle Otis

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

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

This shit for my Otis

Here's a dome shot to nigga named Otis
think they the coldest but nigga you just the oldest
Niggas be chasing they youth but it's
Yo 'Ye, nigga aint even wanna put you on
And he turned around, put on Sean
But forget to tell em Benny Han Han don't sell no f-cking
I don't wear Sean John, but f-ck that Ciroc shit
Tupac back, well Hit Em Up on some Pac
Who run the world?
Kelly Rowland come 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 niggas 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 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 created Tyler, the
Here go seats
You are now watching the
blocking the haters
Stays rocking the
The Show On
Til I aiming the Lasers
And Lupe'll half you muthaf-ckers
Its the Drew league, I don't wanna about 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 too short (bitch)
Look how that nigga
And I'm 6 foot 7 foot 8 Crooks and Castles
All my crooks with castles
Red Nation graduation yeah crooks with
It's a party, it's a party, it's a
Sittin up in 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 just wanna, I wanna)
Know is any Gangstas up in
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

I got the money up in the band
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 that Fifty
Dre got that Bass I just call it Nicki
Working on that Detox, blowin on 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 Novacaine after I ya
Yesterday I went to Coachella not to see
I went to see Wiz but Amber, perfect
I took a on the red futon
Hit it with Wiz shit on, whatever
So put that pussy on my
and let me taste, a taste
I'ma eat it up it's my last
I'ma I'ma do it different, she aint no cash
You know I'm Not A Star
Somebody lied I got a in the car, huh
aint a lie

(So put hands 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)
is any Gangstas up in here?
I do it