Luyện nghe bài hát WHO? WHAT!

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

Heard they talkin' 'bout 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 just like the F-O-I
In the Hills but still keep ghetto ties (Hills)
Was Frenchy's but she thinkin' Ocean Prime
Know she keep an open mouth and 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, mobbin' the drop, yes (skrr, skrr)
In the want the 25, yes (skrr, skrr)
Ain't seen the yet, open up your eyes, 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 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 we got the Grinch
I smack that ass she threw it in self defense (yeah)
We took the crib, flipped the backyard like it's the
We did some things out on the ways we can't speak
All I it was Mo Bamba on repeat
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 summon the (ay)
the federal (12)
I rolled through the (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 ride iconic

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

Was in the movie (movie)
Never 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, shoot at them (yeah)
Then shoot your
This for the gang,
get banged and fuck on the group, she a (yeah)
Love her she choosey, hmm (yeah)
Big bankroll soothin', hmm (yeah)
Pull up with the I'm makin' them cuddle up this not a movie

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 a hundred acres wide
shit get tense, we twist up and we get fried