Luyện nghe bài hát Used To Know (Remix)

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

What the
Heyo Kid, run that shit back
God

I guess that I need that though
Now you're just somebody that I 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 on, adios
Pop your bottles, the toast
pockets, filled up
Nothin' but folks
You that I was gonna save you
Tried to but I played you
V, D&G
Look at your wheat which I you
I'm cold hearted, no
My McLaren got no
Fast life, down
I'm made of fire, wheelin'
Panamera, new
job, Caucasian
Two hoes, Asian
Two mo',
Through ya, now kick rocks
S1's in my top
10 for this wrist watch
It's bad, straight drop

But you didn't 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
Have your friends collect your records and then your number
I guess that I don't need that
Now you're somebody that I used to know

Money money man
I got DC's,
On both feet, Kai
Livin' life, up
lanes for 100 meters
You rumors, tellin' lies
But bullshit, I'm too fly
My cold, I don't feel
in it, p-paralyzed
You can 'er, I cut 'er off
She a'int know how to a boss
I pounds like Boston George
Get before I record
Marc Jacobs on my
Gator heads on my
Makin' more,
I bought the for that leg space
Goin' in on
first, divin' for it
You playin' games, changin'
And I ain't got for it
Drop the top, I need head
screens in my bathroom
I got a red hoe with long
With Man on her tattoos

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

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

this Evil Empire thing as a threat