Luyện nghe bài hát Wolfpack

Just tell me how you are
I know, what are you giving me?
Just tell- just 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 tell them?
I-I describe it, I am so high
That's it, like I'm tripping

Yeah,
Yeah, (Wolfpack)

Rican Air Force One's at the wedding (Uh)
I'm only truth
Uh, I open up for Bruce (I might)
My own horn I don't really to toot
Sign big with yarmulkes on and suede gloves
It's to say your boy done came up
Too much lobster on the plane, the won't stay up (Uh)
Bitch, I'm naked, laid up
Yo, what the
(Wolfpack)

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

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

Yeah, yeah,
Bam Bam, Chips 7
My Blue