Luyện nghe bài hát You Know That

(Prod by SM Tracks)

Mechanics...

(Mark A.)

Yea.

Man my tape bang and know that,
Keep a fine thing who goin that,
Cookin in my city,
Where I used to go rockin the throwback,
My ex just hit me,
But I go back,
I know she bad,
Tell my new one roll up,
I don't remember,
up I'm sayin,
Make sure they know I'm not playin,
I working.

Mark A. be dude damn yo that dude be always murkin,
Every beat on man yo that guy got gas for certain,
Damn yo how'd he do that, you I was grinding,
Hold up probably listened to like every a thousand times man damn.

(Hook)
Go and it to the floor,
She so fine, way God me girl I gotta go so hard,
I don't give a fuck no hater no haters no,
it low for the boy I'm in my zone in my zone.
(You that.)

I got gas now so she wid it,
a bad one close by me,
Give a fuck you say,
Man them dumb hos call me yeah.

But it's really not a baby,
I tell them that I got um baby,
On these I'm a savage baby,
Hop on a song and do some baby,
Yeah,
Hit by I never talk to,
And you know the formula they can never stop you.

I can now so she wid it,
I cocaine now so she wid it... Wa wa woah.

Let me you all about the point you must have missed,
In the mean time SM put the up in submission,
people just got tricked to always reminisce,
I stay readin on my goals and never listen.

boy can't no one take me off my mission,
If she think she can then tell ho she trippin,
That she's that she's tripping,

up on the south side of sixth street,
Man I used roll six deep,
took it to a sixth speed,
Like who the does this be,
My be and my wrist function,
Bad bitch man my chosen,
Hop up in that whip and drive that bitch shit got stolen (cuz it did though).

Back when I just used to drive that when I was that kid though,
That's that Integra baby how fig though?
Yeah damn I up on a song,
Make you be like hold up what the fuck is on?

And make sure they knowwww,
I was so on the roaaaadd, yeah,
So what you got that gift Yea.
And who you make shit for?

All the dumb ho's who played me,
All them boys out here lately,
Give a fuck what you sayin,
I see my future the is crazy,
These dudes thirsty for certain,
Not me boy I be workin,
May my blew,
I was dude,
popped those perks,
Each I murked,
I'm gone.

I think that they feelin my pain now in song,
And this how I felt I told you that nothin was wrong,
what you say I say bitch I got it,
And will tell I said bitch don't doubt it like...

Go and it to the floor,
She so fine, way God made me I gotta go so hard,
I don't give a about no hater no haters no,
Drop it low for the boy I'm in my in my zone.
(You that.)

You fuckin that.
to my homie Brockett we goin go there,
And my homie and my homie Drew,
Yea, I'm gone.