Luyện nghe bài hát You Know That

(Prod by SM Tracks)

Mechanics...

(Mark A.)

Yea.

Man my tape and they know that,
Keep a fine thing who throw that,
back in my city,
Where I just used to go the throwback,
My ex girl hit me,
But I go back,
I that she bad,
Tell my new one let's up,
I really remember,
up I'm sayin,
Make sure know that I'm not playin,
I working.

Mark A. be that dude damn yo that be always murkin,
Every he's on man yo that guy got gas for certain,
yo how'd he do that, told you I was grinding,
Hold up probably listened to like track 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 about no 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,
Keep a bad one by me,
a fuck what you say,
Man them hos goin call me yeah.

But it's really not a baby,
I just tell that I got um baby,
On these tracks I'm a baby,
Hop on a and do some damage baby,
Yeah,
Hit by I never talk to,
And once you know the formula they can never 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 time SM put the beat up in submission,
While people got tricked to always reminisce,
I just stay readin on my goals and listen.

Grindin boy no one take me off my mission,
If she think she can then tell ho she trippin,
That she's that she's tripping,

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

Back when I just used to drive that purp when I was kid though,
That's that Acura Integra baby how fig
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 you got that gift for? Yea.
And who you make shit for?

All the dumb ho's who done me,
All them fuck out here lately,
Give a fuck bout 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,
I've those perks,
beat I murked,
I'm gone.

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

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

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