Luyện nghe bài hát You Are Not M.O.

Pac down, Pac down, Pac
Pac down, out, act out
I'll your card, no bitches ain't no, motherfuckin' joke
Light skin, skin, option, caution
I can't 'em, baby, plottin' on the low
Hit me on my phone, flip a O's
Ice packed cold, for the low
Never been a ho (Yuh), roach trench (Yuh)
Trippin' on my own, love alone
Chasethemoney,
Chasethemoney,
Wait, me up, lil' bitch, yuh
Woo, woo, woo...

Hit my nigga Bhris when the touchdown
Half on the lick, fifty the split
All my lil' youngins they hold this shit down
That's just how we formin', I been up to
I'm Olympic
goin' rogue, you are not M.O
Stop tryin' so hard, you're the most (Yeah)
your circle close, yeah (Close yeah, close yeah)
You ain't going nowhere,

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
The path came, the hoe down
in my damn van
Feeling good, okay
Sorry shorty, I don't do cocaine
So high soul plane
All in my head know things
So like soul plane
All in my tryna know things

Man she suck my dick, she it (Yeah)
Baby, just bite it (Swear)
Fighting teen
I'll go dripped in white in
I percs I get to wildin'
I start I get violent
Gotta TV dinner, put her thots to the side and shit (Yuh, yuh)

it up, uh
it up, uh
Two phones, it up
I go get that bag, gon' see the stuff
Nigga do not me like we the puffs
I three percocets on a empty stomach
I made love to your bitch threw it up
Yeah, I eatin' three days, how you like us?

What the is going on?
It's on the track, gonna fuck your bitch in the ass
Yes, you know is going on
Yeah, me and absent will
Yeah, you gotta say shit too
Ooh, ayy, let me talk my too
Ooh, I'ma hit her with a big
Ooh, and I take they ass to school
Ooh, skrrt, hit the coupe, ooh