Luyện nghe bài hát Used To Know (Remix)

I guess that I don't that though
Now just somebody that I used to know
Go on take 'er, I don't 'er
Kickin' back in my 2
I'm through ya, I don't remember
'bout you, amnesia
I moved on,
Pop your bottles, make the
pockets, filled up
Nothin' but dead
You thought that I was gonna 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
life, care down
I'm of fire, three wheelin'
Panamera, new
Paint job,
Two hoes, half
Two mo',
with ya, now kick rocks
S1's in my top
10 for this wrist watch
It's over bad, straight

the fuck?
Heyo Kid, run that shit back
God

I guess that I don't that though
Now you're somebody that I used to know

Go on 'er, I don't need 'er
Kickin' back in my 2
I'm through ya, I don't remember
'bout you, amnesia
I on, adios
Pop your bottles, make the
pockets, filled up
Nothin' but dead
You thought I was gonna save you
Tried to play but I you
V, D&G
Look at your wheat which I you
I'm cold hearted, no
My McLaren got no
life, care 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 bricks for this watch
It's over bad, straight

But you didn't to cut me off
Make out like it happened and that we were nothing
And I don't need your love
But you treat me like a stranger and feels so rough
No you didn't have to so low
your friends collect your records and then change your number
I guess that I don't need though
Now just somebody that I used to know

money money man
I got DC's,
On feet, Kai Peters
Livin' life, up
lanes for 100 meters
You spreadin' rumors, tellin'
But bullshit, I'm too fly
My cold, I don't feel
in it, p-paralyzed
You can 'er, I cut 'er off
She know how to treat a boss
I move pounds like Boston
Get high I record
Marc on my face
Gator heads on my
more, B-O-T
I bought the truck for leg space
Goin' in on
first, divin' for it
You games, changin' numbers
And I ain't got for it
Drop the top, I need room
screens in my bathroom
I got a red hoe with long
With Money Man on her

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

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

Consider Evil Empire thing as a threat