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)
Keep that vibe when we up and collide
Me and the guys move just like the
In the Hills but still them 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 mine
I need less stress and I more ties, yes (skrr, skrr)
We on the jet quest, with the drop, yes (skrr, skrr)
In the want the 25, yes (skrr, skrr)
seen the best yet, open up your eyes, 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 acres
When shit get tense, we twist up and we get

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

Had to buy some
Had to count the
Had to up the Os (big bag)
Had to summon the (ay)
Dodge the (12)
I rolled the light (skrr, skrr)
the dice (ay)
on my ice (all ice)
Poppin' Gucci (Gucci, Gucci)
down and groovy
To get down, get
That brown and choosey (hey)
Shawty, in the (yeah)
new La Ferrari (woo), my bitch ride iconic

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

Was born in the (movie)
make excuses (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 your medulla,

Shoot at, shoot at them (yeah)
Then shoot your
shit 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, the countdown 'til I slide (slide)
and rinds, how I grew up on my side
Ain't no fence just a hundred wide
When shit get tense, we twist up and we get