Luyện nghe bài hát Wolfpack

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

Yeah,
Yeah, (Wolfpack)

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

dick'll make an R&B chick write a song
About the when it falls and the pain that it causes (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 racing zoom
I'm hotter than when Bow Wow in the summer
Girls scream and I hop into the like
Uh, I'm a heartthrob
You smoke little like Kevin Hart's arms (Uh)
My bloodline predate Aardvark and large (Uh)
And cookin' flesh off of charred (Aaah!)
(Wolfpack, wolfpack)

I shot before I wrote this
coke and did aerobics by the ocean
This is Blue Chips 7 not (Uh)
Big get squeezed like mustard
And motherfuckers off in the Nissan (Uhh)
They say that life is like a
I roll solo, why I got these seats for?
Hit eject, him free fall (Aaaaaah!)
Better use fucking feet, dog!

Yeah, yeah,
Bam Bam, Chips 7
My Heaven