Luyện nghe bài hát Used To Know (Remix)

I guess that I don't that though
Now you're just that I used to know
Go on 'er, I don't need 'er
Kickin' in my 2 seater
I'm with ya, I don't remember
'bout you, amnesia
I on, adios
Pop your bottles, the toast
pockets, filled up
Nothin' but folks
You thought I was gonna save you
Tried to but I played you
V, D&G
Look at your wheat I made you
I'm cold hearted, no
My McLaren got no
Fast life, down
I'm of fire, three wheelin'
Panamera, new
job, Caucasian
Two hoes, Asian
Two mo',
Through with ya, now rocks
S1's in my top
10 bricks for this watch
It's over bad, drop

the fuck?
Heyo Whoo Kid, run that back
God

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

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

But you have to cut me off
Make out it never happened and that we were nothing
And I don't even need your
But you treat me a stranger and that feels so rough
No you have to stoop so low
Have your friends your 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
Livin' life, up
Steal for 100 meters
You spreadin' rumors, tellin'
But bullshit, I'm too fly
My cold, I don't feel
Nothin' in it,
You can 'er, I cut 'er off
She a'int know how to treat a
I move pounds like Boston
Get high I record
Marc on my face
Gator heads on my
more, B-O-T
I the truck for that leg space
in on everything
Head first, for it
You playin' games, changin'
And I ain't got for it
Drop the top, I need head
Flat in my bathroom
I got a red hoe with weave
With Money Man on her

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

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

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