Luyện nghe bài hát Wolfpack

Just me how high you are
I don't know, what are you me?
Just tell- just tell everyone how 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 them?
I-I can't it, I am so high
That's it, it's like I'm

Yeah,
Yeah, (Wolfpack)

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

This dick'll make an R&B write a song
the rain when it falls and the pain that it causes (Uh, uh)
And how she wakin' up alone?
And now Bronson gotta call Tyrone (Gotta Tyrone)
Fuck that, I'm blow smoke towards the moon
Till my mind start like 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 blunts like Kevin Hart's arms (Uh)
My predate Aardvark and large shark (Uh)
And cookin' flesh off of bark (Aaah!)
(Wolfpack, wolfpack)

I dope before I wrote this
coke and did aerobics by the ocean
This is Chips 7 not Usher (Uh)
Big get squeezed like mustard
And flee off in the Nissan (Uhh)
They say that life is a see-saw
I roll solo, why I got these extra for?
Hit eject, watch him fall (Aaaaaah!)
Better use both feet, dog!

Yeah, yeah,
Bam Bam, Chips 7
My Heaven