Luyện nghe bài hát WHO? WHAT!

Know what I'm saying, what I'm saying
Know what I'm

Heard they talkin' shit I
Who win an why
I'm alive, just one to revive (yeah)
that vibe when we show up and collide
Me and the guys move just like the
In the Hills but still keep ghetto ties (Hills)
Was Frenchy's but she thinkin' Ocean Prime
she keep an open mouth and open mind
I don't open up her door, she open
I less stress and I need more ties, yes (skrr, skrr)
We on the jet quest, with the drop, yes (skrr, skrr)
In the want the 25, yes (skrr, skrr)
Ain't seen the best yet, open up eyes, yeah

One, two, three, four, five, the countdown 'til I slide (slide)
and rinds, how I grew up on my side
Ain't no fence just a hundred acres
When get tense, we twist up and we get fried

I my favorite dancer I done pay her rent (cash, cash)
At Christmas time it's no Saint we got the Grinch
I smack that ass she it back in self defense (yeah)
We took the crib, flipped the backyard like it's the
We did some out on the ways that we can't speak
All I know it was Mo Bamba on
I don't think things I took is helpin' me (oh yeah)

Had to buy more
Had to the fours
Had to up the Os (big bag)
Had to summon the (ay)
the federal (12)
I through the light (skrr, skrr)
Rollin' the (ay)
on my ice (all ice)
Poppin' Gucci (Gucci, Gucci)
down and groovy
To get down, get
bitch brown and choosey (hey)
Shawty, in the (yeah)
Brand new La Ferrari (woo), my bitch iconic

Yeah,
One, two, three, four, five, the countdown 'til I slide (slide)
Pork and rinds, how I up on my side
Ain't no fence just a hundred acres
When shit get tense, we twist up and we get

Was in the movie (movie)
Never make (no)
It was time to it (time to move)
It was God and the uzi (God and the uzi)
We trained to use it (hey)
was train to use it (train)
Shoot you Cupid (shoot)
Hit medulla, yeah

Shoot at, at them shooters (yeah)
Then shoot your
shit for the gang,
get and fuck on the group, she a groupie (yeah)
Love her she choosey, hmm (yeah)
Big bankroll soothin', hmm (yeah)
Pull up with the sticks I'm makin' them cuddle up not a movie

Yeah,
One, two, three, four, five, that's the countdown I slide (slide)
Pork and rinds, how I up on my side
no fence just a hundred acres wide
When get tense, we twist up and we get fried