Luyện nghe bài hát WHO? WHAT!

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

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

One, two, three, four, five, that's the 'til I slide (slide)
Pork and rinds, how I grew up on my
Ain't no just a hundred acres wide
When shit get tense, we up and we get fried

I picked my favorite I done pay her rent (cash, cash)
At Christmas time it's no Saint we got the Grinch
I smack that ass she threw it back in defense (yeah)
We took the crib, flipped the like it's the beach
We did things out on the ways that we can't speak
All I know it was Mo Bamba on
I think these 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 the hoes (ay)
the federal (12)
I through the light (skrr, skrr)
the dice (ay)
on my ice (all ice)
Poppin' that (Gucci, Gucci)
This down and
To get down, get
That brown and choosey (hey)
Shawty, in the (yeah)
Brand new La Ferrari (woo), my bitch iconic

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

Was in the movie (movie)
make excuses (no)
It was time to it (time to move)
It was God and the uzi (God and the uzi)
We were to use it (hey)
was train to use it (train)
Shoot you like (shoot)
Hit medulla, yeah

Shoot at, at them shooters (yeah)
Then your producer
This for the gang,
get banged and fuck on the group, she a (yeah)
her when she choosey, hmm (yeah)
Big it's soothin', hmm (yeah)
Pull up with the sticks I'm makin' them up this not a movie

Yeah,
One, two, three, four, five, that's the countdown I slide (slide)
Pork and rinds, how I grew up on my
Ain't no fence just a hundred wide
shit get tense, we twist up and we get fried