Luyện nghe bài hát Used To Know (Remix)

I guess that I don't that though
Now you're just somebody that I to know
Go on 'er, I don't need 'er
back in my 2 seater
I'm with ya, I don't remember
Nothin' you, amnesia
I moved on,
Pop bottles, make the toast
pockets, filled up
Nothin' but dead
You that I was gonna save you
to play but I played you
V, D&G
Look at your which I made you
I'm cold hearted, no
My McLaren got no
life, care down
I'm of fire, three wheelin'
Panamera, new
Paint job,
Two hoes, Asian
Two mo',
Through ya, now kick rocks
S1's in my top
10 bricks for this wrist
It's over bad, straight

the fuck?
Heyo Whoo Kid, run shit back
God

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

Go on take 'er, I need 'er
Kickin' in my 2 seater
I'm with ya, I don't remember
Nothin' 'bout you,
I moved on,
Pop your bottles, the toast
pockets, filled up
Nothin' but dead
You thought that I was gonna you
to play but I played you
V, D&G
Look at your wheat I made you
I'm hearted, no feelings
My got no ceiling
life, care down
I'm of fire, three wheelin'
Panamera, new
Paint job,
Two hoes, half
Two mo',
Through ya, now kick rocks
in my pick top
10 bricks for wrist watch
It's over bad, drop

But you have to cut me off
out like 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 didn't to stoop so low
Have your friends collect your and then change your number
I guess that I don't that though
Now just somebody that I used to know

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

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

Ai-ain't in love with him, blood
Bleed his pockets, then burn
You can look, let him touch it
about it all day - Mothafucka
Run niggas, road kill
Need to breathe like fishy gills
Get 'em new, once used
them away, goodwill
High heels,
Got ass movin' in 3D
The riding kill so Breezy
Gotta fight him for me Rhi Rhi
Black frost, cold
out, heart froze
Convicts, tagged
and the beast, don't love hoes
That shit, I like it
Do for a Klondike
but my ice clean
And my cake feels, bon
Devious, too
Future cost, whole
20 K in my
38 in my Wang

Consider this Empire thing as a threat