Luyện nghe bài hát Used To Know (Remix)

I that I don't need that though
Now just somebody that I used to know
Go on 'er, I don't need 'er
Kickin' in my 2 seater
I'm through with ya, I don't
Nothin' 'bout you,
I on, adios
Pop bottles, make the toast
B-Both pockets, up
Nothin' but dead
You that I was gonna save you
Tried to play but I you
V, D&G
Look at your wheat I made you
I'm cold hearted, no
My McLaren got no
Fast life, care
I'm made of fire, three
Panamera, new
job, Caucasian
Two hoes, half
Two mo',
Through with ya, now rocks
S1's in my top
10 bricks for wrist watch
It's over bad, drop

the fuck?
Heyo Whoo Kid, run shit back
God

I that I don't need that though
Now just somebody that I used to know

Go on 'er, I don't need 'er
Kickin' in my 2 seater
I'm through with ya, I don't
'bout you, amnesia
I moved on,
Pop bottles, make the toast
B-Both pockets, up
Nothin' but dead
You that I was gonna save you
Tried to play but I you
V, D&G
Look at wheat which I made you
I'm hearted, no feelings
My McLaren got no
life, care down
I'm of fire, three wheelin'
Panamera, new
job, Caucasian
Two hoes, half
Two mo',
Through with ya, now rocks
in my pick top
10 bricks for this wrist
over bad, straight drop

But you didn't to cut me off
Make out like it never happened and that we nothing
And I even need your love
But you me like a stranger and that feels so rough
No you didn't have to so low
Have your friends collect records and then change your number
I guess that I don't that though
Now you're just somebody that I used to

money money man
I got DC's,
On feet, Kai Peters
life, screwed up
Steal lanes for 100
You spreadin' rumors, tellin'
But bullshit, I'm too fly
My heart cold, I feel
in it, p-paralyzed
You can 'er, I cut 'er off
She a'int how to treat a boss
I move like Boston George
Get before I record
Marc Jacobs on my
heads on my waist
Makin' more,
I bought the truck for that leg
Goin' in on
Head first, for it
You playin' games, numbers
And I ain't got for it
Drop the top, I head room
Flat in my bathroom
I got a red hoe with weave
With Man on her tattoos

But you didn't to cut me off
Make out like it never happened and that we were
And I don't even need love
But you treat me like a stranger and feels so rough
No you didn't to stoop so low
Have your friends your records and then change your number
I guess that I need that though
Now you're just somebody that I to know

Ai-ain't in love with him, blood
Bleed his pockets, burn rubba
You can look, never let him it
about it all day - Mothafucka
Run over niggas, road
Need room to like fishy gills
Get 'em new, once they
them away, goodwill
High heels,
Got that ass in 3D
The riding kill everything's so
Gotta fight him for me Rhi Rhi
frost, heart cold
Thawed out, froze
Convicts, toes
Beauty and the beast, don't hoes
That shit, I like it
Do for a Klondike
Ice-cream but my ice
And my feels, bon appetite
Devious, too
cost, whole thang
20 K in my
38 in my Vera

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