Luyện nghe bài hát Used To Know (Remix)

I guess I don't need that though
Now you're just somebody I used to know
Go on 'er, I don't need 'er
Kickin' back in my 2
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 thought I was gonna save you
to play but I played you
V, D&G
Look at your which 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, Asian
Two mo',
with ya, now kick rocks
S1's in my top
10 bricks for wrist watch
It's bad, straight 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 to know

Go on take 'er, I need 'er
Kickin' in my 2 seater
I'm through with ya, I don't
Nothin' 'bout you,
I on, adios
Pop your bottles, make the
B-Both pockets, up
but dead 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, care
I'm made of fire, wheelin'
Panamera, new
Paint job,
Two hoes, half
Two mo',
with ya, now kick rocks
S1's in my top
10 bricks for wrist watch
It's over bad, drop

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 so rough
No you didn't have to so low
Have your friends collect your records and then 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 for 100 meters
You rumors, tellin' lies
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 a boss
I move pounds Boston George
Get high before I
Jacobs on my face
Gator on my waist
more, B-O-T
I the truck for that leg space
in on everything
Head first, for it
You games, changin' numbers
And I ain't got for it
Drop the top, I head room
Flat screens in my
I got a red hoe with weave
Money Man on her tattoos

But you have to cut me off
out like it never happened and that we were nothing
And I don't even need love
But you treat me like a stranger and 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 need though
Now you're somebody that I used to know

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

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