Luyện nghe bài hát Way Up

Ya, ya
Ya, ya
Turn them headphones up
Way up
like I'm Jackie Chan
Summer is lit and we back

I'm so way up, way up, way up, way up
Can't believe 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
Summer comin' better up
Going up elevators
I'm so way up, way up, way up, way up

That indirect never get by us
like bitches be dick ridin'
Funny how like Rich Pryor
See 'em and I the shit out 'em
Throwin' ten k its ten dollars
I that bitch make a ten out her
I pop perc the shit out her
her so good thought I care bout her
She know I 'bout 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' you that we on some paper
capers when I'm in that Wraith
I'm like Meechie or three ATL
Purp got leanin' I on a rail
Mixing that with that new YSL
Sellin' that dope me confidence
Bust down the Role gave me
I let the fiend watch the tell 'em polish it
She on my dick I you no promises
Bahgdad on that pussy shit
Bad bad that chopper Osama shit
Rockin' Givenchy
at the clear port nigga we flyin' shit

I'm so way up, way up, way up, way up
Can't believe tried 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

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

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 ain't no
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