Luyện nghe bài hát Where Ya At

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Hey now, an all-star
But the you be with, they are sub-par
But the you be with, they be cock-blockin'
Hope you put the kid to sleep, be cock-blockin'
You could really get this meat, get hot sausage
And I'm way too to beef, I just buy a body
And I really my feet up and that's not karate
Yeah I really kick my feet up, let a massage 'em

ya ass was at when I was with the Hot Boys?
Prolly Baller Blockin', eatin' popcorn
ya ass was at? You was in the drought, boy
I was prolly at the bringin' out Floyd

Say she love me 'cause I'm laid back, she
I possess a drank, fat like Samoan
I told my goons I got it, I just waved 'em off
I told Tunechi I got it and he said, "Of course"
Lose my mind the only I ever take a loss
I work too hard for off, I'm takin' off
Really 'bout to see a billion, all in reach
Sleep on a hammock in the of two palm trees
My neighbors can't sleep, all they hearin' is cars screech
My can't sleep, all she hearin' is them car keys
I'm sipped out and I'm way too tired to talk, please
I'm sipped out and I'm way too tired, I'm yawning

ya ass was at when I was 15 in a Porsche?
Where ya ass be at we be poppin' all these corks?
Where ya ass be at? Know you're prolly with them
I'm prolly with some bitches be poppin' pills and snort

in my mouth, no Swarovski
I'm hittin' notes with the pistol, oh I'm
And the money, come in
I'm movin' slow, Turtle, Lark Voorhies
the treasure chest, inside was a heartbeat
And had us hustlin' out a RV
We had to stash and steal, balled, Harvey
We had to stash and steal, balled, Harvey
And we set a nigga up eHarmony
And your bitch plain, nigga, and car cheap
And we leave your brain right on your broad's cheek
And we leave some right there on your offspring
And the purple right here in the soft drink
Yeah the purple rain right here in the drink
And to fight the pain, nigga, like a train
And we complain, nigga, and we don't blink

And you're as hell and I swear his ass don't think
I think you run with 12 and I these hoes quiet link
I be so underwhelmed 'cause I his hoe's style's weak
I'm movin' slow as hell but the money comin'
I'm movin' slow as hell but the money godspeed

I told a pussy nigga, "Call your henchman, nigga"
I just stole on a mid-sentence, nigga
Fiend searchin' in a for syringes, nigga
Dopeman got 'em like some ninjas, nigga
Got 'em tweakin', got 'em lurkin', got 'em cringin',
That's symptoms, nigga, I can prevent 'em, nigga
a nigga's head in two, that's split decisions, nigga
Been to Hell and back, came back in condition, nigga
like Heaven winnin' racks, return to spend a nigga
Feel Heaven's only lackin' your attendance, nigga
Feel like stuntin', drop them tops but not them windows,
Toss out your demo, I ain't like your intro, nigga
I just went with this tempo, un momento, nigga
You my M.O., nigga, spit that A.M.M.O., nigga, blat

I ask my where ya ass was at
To all my Ceilings fans, I'm back, they pushed the album back,