Luyện nghe bài hát You Know That

(Prod by SM Tracks)

Mechanics...

(Mark A.)

Yea.

Man my bang and they know that,
a fine thing who goin throw that,
Cookin in my city,
Where I just to go rockin the throwback,
My ex girl hit me,
But I go back,
I that 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.

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

(Hook)
Go and it to the floor,
She so fine, way God made me girl I 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.)

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

But really not a problem baby,
I just tell them I got um baby,
On these I'm a savage baby,
Hop on a and do some damage 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 spit now so she wid it... Wa wa woah.

Let me tell you all the point you must have missed,
In the mean SM put the beat up in submission,
people just got tricked to always reminisce,
I just stay readin on my goals and listen.

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

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

when I just used to drive that purp 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 the fuck is going on?

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

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

I that they feelin my pain now in every song,
And this how I when I told you that nothin was wrong,
Fuck what you say I say 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 give a fuck about no hater no haters no,
it low for the boy I'm in my zone in my zone.
(You that.)

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