Luyện nghe bài hát Wolfpack

Just me how high you are
I don't know, what are you me?
Just just tell everyone how high you are
No, I can't talk, I'm not anyone
I'm not telling
Can you
Are you me?
No I'm not, can you
You are
Can you please tell
I-I can't it, I am so high
That's it, it's like I'm

Yeah,
Yeah, (Wolfpack)

Puerto Rican Air One's at the wedding (Uh)
I'm only speaking
Uh, I might up for Bruce (I might)
My own horn I don't really mean to
Sign big deals with yarmulkes on and suede
It's safe to say your boy done up
Too much lobster on the plane, the won't stay up (Uh)
Bitch, I'm butt naked, up
Yo, the fuck?
(Wolfpack)

This dick'll make an R&B chick a song
About the rain when it falls and the pain that it (Uh, uh)
And how she wakin' up alone?
And now Bronson gotta call (Gotta call Tyrone)
Fuck that, I'm tryna smoke towards the moon
Till my mind start like zoom
I'm hotter than Bow Wow dropped in the summer
Girls scream and I hop into the like
Uh, I'm a teenage
You smoke little blunts like Kevin arms (Uh)
My predate Aardvark and large shark (Uh)
And flesh off of charred bark (Aaah!)
(Wolfpack, wolfpack)

I shot dope before I wrote
Sniffed and did aerobics by the ocean
This is Chips 7 not Usher (Uh)
Big muskets get squeezed mustard
And motherfuckers flee off in the (Uhh)
They say that is like a see-saw
I roll solo, why I got extra seats for?
Hit eject, watch him free (Aaaaaah!)
use both fucking feet, dog!

Yeah, yeah,
Bam Bam, Chips 7
My Heaven