Luyện nghe bài hát Used To Know (Remix)

I guess that I don't need though
Now you're just somebody that I to know
Go on take 'er, I need 'er
Kickin' back in my 2
I'm through with ya, I remember
Nothin' 'bout you,
I on, adios
Pop your bottles, make the
pockets, filled up
Nothin' but folks
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
Fast life, down
I'm of fire, three wheelin'
Panamera, new
job, Caucasian
Two hoes, half
Two mo',
Through with ya, now rocks
in my pick top
10 bricks for wrist watch
It's bad, straight drop

the fuck?
Heyo Whoo Kid, run that shit
God

I guess that I don't need 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 with ya, I don't
Nothin' you, amnesia
I moved on,
Pop your bottles, make the
pockets, filled up
Nothin' but folks
You thought that I was save you
Tried to but I played you
V, D&G
Look at your which I made you
I'm hearted, no feelings
My got no ceiling
Fast life, down
I'm of fire, three wheelin'
Panamera, new
job, Caucasian
Two hoes, half
Two mo',
Through with ya, now rocks
in my pick top
10 bricks for this watch
It's over bad, drop

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

Money money man
I got DC's,
On both feet, Kai
Livin' life, up
Steal for 100 meters
You spreadin' rumors, 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 how to treat a boss
I move like Boston George
Get high before I
Marc Jacobs on my
Gator heads on my
Makin' more,
I bought the truck for that leg
in on everything
Head first, for it
You playin' games, changin'
And I got time for it
Drop the top, I need head
Flat screens in my
I got a red hoe with weave
With Man on her tattoos

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

Ai-ain't in love with him, sucka
Bleed his pockets, then rubba
You can look, never let him it
Think it all day - Mothafucka
Run niggas, road kill
room 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
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
but my ice clean
And my feels, bon appetite
Devious, too
Future cost, thang
20 K in my
38 in my Vera

Consider Evil Empire thing as a threat