Luyện nghe bài hát Who That Be?

Yo on me but you can never do nothing
Cuz yo raised a pussy
Everytime I walk to the top, can't help but
Close my cuz my whip so glossy
God damn bitch, I don't no gas
I pop no Xans hella cake
I just need that ass worry bout no mans
Look at me, look at he, you don't wanna with we
Hit the roll on me, you gon end up in the sea

7: 30 wake up up in the lobby then proceed to flee
All my people in the back seat on a killing spree
Wait, who that be? on the count of 3
Squeeze G, leave that scene
Bouncin the trampoline

Getting bread earn (man)
it on this Balmain
Working all night I might run the Bat(man)
I see no such thing as a motherfucking bro mane
You ain't fucking if you think you in my team mane

We pull up on the kids with a flat brim cap and the tats get the brick
And I don't give a hit em with the damn dicks
Man, hold up, pause, now they red like Santa
I'm a G bet something wrong with me
All these mans on the ground, lookin like the ass sea
Yeah, up on me, sip a high-t, till I OD
I really give a fuck no more b
Skrrt skrrt onamonapee, bitch Prix
Pull up on a fuckin enemy, 3rd
Now imma go right to the crib (to the crib bitch)
And leave the fuckin country the brick (loudpack)

I'd call the cops on if I can, (if I can)
This shit too crazy the fuckin ambulance (ambulance)
Don't no jackets, I just wear that metal vest (skrrt skrrt)
Got all money but these bitches unimpressed (yea, yea, yea)

bread earn income (man)
Spend it on Balmain
Working all I might run into the Bat(man)
I don't see no thing as a motherfucking bro mane
You fucking slick if you think you in my team mane

7: 30 wake up skrt up in the lobby proceed to flee
All my riding in the back seat on a killing spree
Wait, who be? ready on the count of 3
Squeeze that G, that scene
Bouncin like the