Luyện nghe bài hát Way Up

Ya, ya
Ya, ya
Turn them up Cruz
Way up
Shit like I'm Chan
is lit and we back again

I'm so way up, way up, way up, way up
Can't believe they to play us
Run a and tell' em pay up
Its all ain't no favors
I'm so way up, way up, way up, way up
comin' better save up
Going up elevators
I'm so way up, way up, way up, way up

indirect shit never get by us
Niggas like bitches be ridin'
Funny how nigga Rich Pryor
See 'em and I the shit out 'em
ten k like its ten dollars
I that bitch make a ten out her
I pop perc the shit out her
Fuck her so good thought I bout her
She know I been it I'm on my way up
My chick a Barbie no and no makeup
Hang the trappers don't be with no haters
My city gon' tell you that we on some
Theolonius when I'm in that Wraith
I'm feelin' Meechie or three ATL
Purp got leanin' I on a rail
Mixing that Birk with new YSL
Sellin' dope gave me confidence
down the Role gave me confidence
I let the fiend watch the coupe 'em polish it
She on my dick I you no promises
on that pussy bombin' shit
Bad bad with that chopper Osama
Givenchy shit
Trap at the clear port we flyin' shit

I'm so way up, way up, way up, way up
Can't believe they to play us
Run a and tell' em pay up
Its all business no favors
I'm so way up, way up, way up, way up
comin' better save up
Going up elevators
I'm so way up, way up, way up, way up

Way up, way up, way up
Skinny nigga walkin' done got his weight up
Hold up I'm movin' fast they holler "Wait up"
Fixin' bitches just so I can fuck and her
I been this since Jacob came with Jacobs
If you me then you owe me fuck you pay up
Bombin' in Atlana aka
Crossin' up I'm Kyrie with the lay up
Pushin' whips and pistols for the paper
Goin' up they want to your elevator
lunch on top of [?] feelin' way up
Paper on aye hoe I got flavor
me [?]
I up with work like I'm [?]
Put tens on that bitch for the
That work it came in lil' [?]
Got and got bricks and they came in the trailer
niggas ain't poppin' shit got a shot on me like Peja Stojaković
[?] fuck it lil' nigga it got me
Ya you got a gun but you ain't poppin' it
Nigga doin' business got damn Lord save 'em
Dirty money on the got me way up, way up, way up

I'm so way up, way up, way up, way up
believe they tried to play us
Run a check and em pay up
Its all business no favors
I'm so way up, way up, way up, way up
comin' better save up
Going up like
I'm so way up, way up, way up, way up